“11th Floor”, she said
with a slight blush as he pressed the button.
Their eyes met in the 30 seconds up
to the 8th floor, everyday.
She seemed to collect
herself together. The empty elevator smelt of Le Bleu de Chanel.
“8th floor”, said the
elevator. His phone rang, “Love in an elevator” and he turned it off.
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