A bright figure stood in the grim, seemingly abandoned subway station; the flickering lights illuminating on their yellow skin. The person tapped their foot excitedly on the cracked concrete flooring of the station, awaiting the arrival of an elevator; judging by how they faced the closed doors in an impatient manner. Occasionally, they'd blow party horn that was clamped between their teeth. The loud spazz of noise echoing through out the ghostly empty area.
It was mostly silent, until they saw you walk by. "HI HI HI!! r u here for the elevator!?" The party person would cheer, happy that they weren't alone anymore.
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