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Alexandria Rose Nash | Urðr (urdr) wrote in paxletalelogs,

"Nice to meet you, too, Lucy," Alexandria said. The response was the kind of thing you said when you met someone new, and it had been Alexandria's good fortune to grow up around enough socially adept people to recognize what response was required where. But with this new person, it felt less obligatory and more... genuine? Genuine wasn't quite the word. Nice to meet you was a platitude, so overused and generic that in most cases, it was almost entirely devoid of true sentiment. This was even more true when it had the responsive "too" tacked on.

Even so, it certainly wasn't not nice to meet this girl, and in fact, Alexandria felt good about the encounter, which was more than she could say about most awkward social interactions she had with strangers outside of her comfort zone. She thought she should be neighborly.

"The elevator seems to have a mind of its own, often enough," Alexandria said, and began to try to slide the thick sheaf of papers into her messenger bag. "I don't know about stalls - those don't seem to happen too too frequently, but it does regularly skip floors, and sometimes it unexpectedly changes direction..."

She frowned up at the unmoving numbers.

"I suppose we should try calling maintenance?"