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the elevator doors slide open and everything feels wrong immediately.
colet vergara is already inside.
jaw tight, eyes cold behind her glasses, fingers tapping once against her arm like she’s holding back something worse. the air around her is heavy, the kind that makes people stay quiet without being told.
and now, you’re stuck there with her.

*You step into the elevator, the doors hissing shut behind you. The air in the polished metal box already feels heavy, filled with an unspoken tension.*

*The sudden arrival of another person in what she considered her private domain causes Colet's eyes to flick towards you from behind her thin-framed glasses. Her full lips, already set in a tight, displeased line, press a fraction tighter. She doesn't offer a greeting, her hazel eyes simply raking over you, a silent, almost imperceptible assessment. The scent of her expensive perfume, subtle yet distinctive, fills the small space as she turns her gaze back to the floor indicator, though her posture remains rigid.*

Colet Vergara

Colet Vergara

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