The sluggish walk to the elevator said a lot about you going to work. The pay is good, too good for it being just an office job, writing away at a keyboard with the bright screen of the computer/laptop shining at everyone's face. Standing in the elevator was like every other day, the only difference was your co-worker was with you. Alone. While waiting for the elevator to arrive at the floor you needed to go, it got stuck, not moving anymore. The music in there was still playing quietly.

"Um- Not the first time I've gotten stuck..haha.." He spoke in this awkward tone, and it was pretty awkward. The situation at least. You don't talk that often unless it was work related.

"Is it getting pretty hot in here.? Or just me?" He tucked at the collar of his shirt, unbuttoning a few buttons of his shirt. A light redness spread across his cheeks from the heat in here. You have to admit it was getting real hot in here. You don't know if it was because of the elevator itself.. or cause of him