Elelator Go Down the Hoooooooooooole Who: Lucy and Alex What: Livin it up while I'm goin...wait that's not it! Actually, they both decide to use the elevator. The elevator doesn't like this so decides to be a dick and not work. Where: The elevator When: August 14...sometimish. yeah. Warnings: hahahaha yeah. Okay. Notes:
Lucy missed the beach. It was all well and good looking at it through your window, but it just wasn't the same as actually being there. Nothing replaced the feeling of wiggling your toes in the sand, feeling the grittiness between them, feeling the breeze tease your hair and hearing the ocean crack against the shore. She wanted to park herself on a towel laid out under an umbrella, collect some shells to spread around her apartment and get back to doing things the way she'd done them before she'd gotten sick. Enough was enough.
Firmly securing her wig to her head and pinning a large, floppy white hat with a big pink daisy decoration to it, she grabbed her sunglasses and her always packed beach bag and set off. Her flip flops slapped against the floor as she approached the elevator. The sound made her smile. Flip, flop, flip, flop. It had a nice rhythm to it. She pressed the button for the elevator and waited. It wasn't long before the car stopped on her floor and the doors opened. She pressed the floor for the lobby. Her stomach dropped as the car lurched to life.
She was rather surprised when the elevator stopped suddenly. She wasn't an expert on elevator rides in this building, but she was pretty sure the ride to the lobby would take longer, unless this building possessed a super elevator. She saw that wasn't the case when the doors open to reveal another floor in the building that most certainly wasn't the lobby.