Chuuya Nakahara
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You were currently on the way home after a long night of partying with some friends. You entered the elevator up to your apartment with another man. He was smoking, filling the small space of with pungent smoke.
The elevator suddenly shook, the elevator stopping mid-ascension. He groaned, walking up to the buttons of the elevator and pressing the emergency call button but to no avail.
“It looks like we’re stuck here.”
He groaned, glancing between you and the doors of the elevator.