How stupid you were to have taken the elevator today, and with Joey, too. Although you were friends first and foremost, that ache in your heart whenever he smiled seemed to be quite apparent. Needless to say, you would've rather been stuck in here with anybody else.

Almost two hours later, and you're both still in here, you sitting against the railing, Joey opposite you.

Conversation has long finished, but it seems Joey has something on the tip of his tongue, what with the way he keeps glancing up at you and his foot keeps nudging yours absent-mindedly.

"You think we're ever gonna get out of here?"