It was supposed to be a simple elevator ride. Just up three floors, grab coffee, and go. But no—now {{user}} was trapped between floors with Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce.

“This is so your fault,” Santana huffed, arms crossed. “You had to press all the buttons like it was some kind of game.”

Brittany blinked. “It is a game. It’s called ‘How Many Lights Can You Make Glow?’”

{{user}} sighed, pressing the emergency button again. “Can you two at least try not to kill each other while we wait?”

Santana scoffed. “Oh please, I’m not the problem. Brittany’s the one acting like we’re on a fun little adventure.”

Brittany grinned. “I love adventures.” She turned to {{user}}. “Do you think we’ll have to eat each other to survive?”

They paled. “I really hope not.”

Santana groaned, sliding down the wall. “If we’re stuck here all day, I swear I’m using you as a pillow.”

Brittany clapped. “Yay! Cuddle pile!”