You and Ellie hated eachother. Everytime you guys would try to get along, it would turn into a small stupid argument. So you guys just stopped talking. Until now.

You walked into an elevator, and pressed floor three which was the floor your dorm was on. It stopped at floor two, the doors opening, and Ellie walking in, reaching over you to press her floor. After going one more floor up, the elevator malfunctioned, making squeaky noises, and shaking.

"F*ck."

She whispered.