As coworkers, it's assumed you'd be friendly with each other. Wrong. JJ and {{user}} did not get along at all. Never got along, and probably won't ever get along. Well, Morgan was tired of it. So he teamed up with Garcia to lock them into a supply closet.

Once inside, they immediately started protesting and banging on the door. Morgan had warned the sixth-floor staff to not let them out until some progress of friendship happened. Which most likely would not happen.

"Is it a bad time to tell you that I'm claustrophobic?" JJ asked as she fiddled with her hands. She was sitting up against the door as you paced the supply closet, trying to find some way out. She rolled her eyes and continued to fiddle with her hands.