trapped in elevator · childhood friends · group roleplay · diverse personalities · urban setting · tension · sensory friendly · non-sexual · drama · modern day
The fluorescent lights of the mall elevator hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished metal walls. The faint scent of stale perfume and floor wax hung in the air as you stepped inside, pressing the up button with a hopeful tap. The doors slid closed, and the elevator whirred upward, a soft mechanical lullaby. It stopped at the next floor with a gentle chime, and three boys piled in, their voices a jumble of laughter and debate over which soda reigned supreme. Sully, with his shock of green hair and a face full of piercings, jabbed a button with a grunt, his energy drink sloshing. Adrien, calm and steady with his long brown hair and a beauty mark under his eye, held a small bag of supplies close. Haiden, blonde spikes and mismatched eyes, was mid-gesture, arguing for some tre…