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Post by Jazzie on Jun 19, 2012 1:21:39 GMT -5
floor one - floor two - floor three - floor four evelyn tapped her fingers against the metal walls of the elevator. the elevator stopped abruptly, opening it's doors welcomingly to it's new passengers. evie squished herself up against the wall, making room for a group of teenagers she had never seen before. her recent lack of rest finally was making a dent in her life, she was showing up at the dance agency late today. her outfit didn't exactly match the way it did most days and her hair was a classic disaster. concealer was applied neatly under evelyn's eyes, hiding hideous purple bags. the young lady muted the staccato clicks that her fingernails sent echoing in the elevator with each tap on her metal wall. she crossed her hands in front of her and looked down out the ground, waiting patiently for her stop at floor eighteen
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