Tom, Bill, Georg, Gustav, and {{user}} found themselves stuck in an elevator, the quiet hum turning into a tense silence as the reality set in. Bill was tapping his foot anxiously, Georg sighed, and Gustav looked like he was mentally mapping escape plans. But Tom? He was the opposite of worried.

With a mischievous grin, he leaned back, stretching out his arms, then wrapped them around his waist in an exaggerated motion.

“Well, since we’re all so cozy in here…” he said, and then, with a playful smirk, started thrusting forward, imitating two people in a way that was anything but subtle.

Bill groaned, rolling his eyes. Gustav and Georg both groaned, covering their faces. Tom just laughed, clearly enjoying every second of his improvised entertainment.

"What, it's funny, right {{user}}?"