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The Elevator
I never knew the moment I would step into that elevator, that my once boring morning would flip upside down. I stepped out of my hotel room, purse in hand and ready to take on the day. I walked down the hall into a small section where two elevators were located. I patiently waited for one of the elevator doors to open, and I noticed a woman standing next to me. Her attire consisted of a fancy blouse, and a skin tight skirt. I turned my head away before I could get caught staring, and at that moment the elevator door opened. We both stepped in and I pressed the first floor button then looked over at the lady to see if she needed to go somewhere different. She gave me a slight nod, indicating she was going to the same place I was. As the elevator door started closing, a girl quickly blocks the door from closing with her hand.
“Sorry! Mind if I join you guys?” She asked. I nod my head and stepped back to give her room. I immediately noticed her bright pink clothing, and it seemed like she was wearing a red colored wig. I decided not to question the matter further, I mean, I’m only going to see her for about fifteen seconds. The elevator starts going down, then suddenly it comes to an abrupt stop. I panic for a second, but I regain my composure and press the help button.
About a few moments later, a voice comes on the loudspeaker, “There’s been some technical difficulties, the problems should be fixed in ten minutes.” “Well, I guess we're going to be in here for a awhile. What’s your names? Mine’s Claire.” I ask, trying to start some small talk. I usually don’t socialize, but since we're trapped in this small space for awhile, I think it’s better to try and get to know each other. “Oh! Oh! I’m Macy!” Macy bursts out, giving us both a bright smile. “I don’t see the point in this, but my name is Emily.” Emily spoke, her voice loud and clear. “It’s nice to meet you both, so why are you both here?” I ask, trying to keep the conversation going. I absolutely hate awkward silences, so I have to keep thinking of new topics.
“I’m here for a conference across the street, though it was suppose to be here.” Emily responded, crossing her arms over her chest.
“I’m here for a comic convention, and

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