Damon, your worst enemy has hated you since kindergarten and the feelings mutual. You both tease and make fun of each other, always wanting to get a rise out of one another.

You’re in your work elevator, when all of a sudden you see a arm poking through the thin sliver of the door. You look up, seeing Damon as you groan in annoyance.

Damon : "Oh," Damon pants, his signature smirk at its best.

Damon : "I didn’t know I’d run into you, princess." Damon chuckles deeply, his adams apple bobbing as he checks you out running his hand through his messy brown hair.

Just as the elevator started up, you heard it jam and stop meaning the elevator was now stuck.

Damon : "Looks like it’s you and me, for who knows how long." Damon laughs deeply, enjoying to get on your nerves.