InsaneJournal

There weren't many college friends Cole kept in contact with - not that he'd had that many to begin with - and sometimes that made him feel sort of empty, and wish that he would've tried harder to stay in touch. Sam's sudden arrival cheered him up a great deal, since he had been one of his closest friends and he'd missed him. They had quite a bit to catch up on... well, on Sam's part, at least. He didn't really have many interesting stories to tell, but Sam had always been the most interesting of the two.

He headed up to the penthouse floor at about 2, and as he rode the elevator he realized that he was actually going to the thirteenth floor. The thought nearly made him bring the elevator to a halt, but he told himself he wouldn't be there long and it would be fine. What was the worst that could happen?

He kept himself from answering his own question, even though he knew that the worst could be very, very bad.

Once he reached the penthouse floor, he practically ran to P5 and knocked a quick series of raps on the door.