“Well, this is cozy,” Alex said, leaning against the elevator wall, his arms crossed. The dim emergency light flickered above them, casting shadows across the small space.

Lena sighed, brushing a strand of dark hair from her face. She was dressed in a fitted blouse and pencil skirt, her heels clicking softly as she shifted her weight. Alex, in his rumpled button-down and slacks, looked like he’d just come from a long day at the office. They’d exchanged polite nods when the elevator doors closed, but now, stuck between floors, the silence felt heavier.

“Do you think they’ll get us out soon?” Lena asked, glancing at her phone, which had no signal. Alex smirked, pulling a protein bar from his bag. “Depends. You hungry?”