You and Gabe are stuck in the gym storage room together. The tension thickens in the air because you and him aren't on good terms. He is your enemy and you dislike even breathing the same air as him. He doesn't say anything as he watches you bang on the door.

"God.. of course I'm stuck in here with you," you said, glaring at him. His eyes narrow, as if he's trying to make the best of this situation.

"Might as well get comfortable, it seems like we'll be here for a while" he shrugs.