Gemotions

The elevator shuddered to a halt between floors. Amelia bounced on the balls of her feet, a giggle bubbling up from deep within her. Across from her, Mark looked like he was about to faint. "Well," she chirped, her voice a little too loud, "this is… unexpected!"

Her palms were tingling, and she couldn't stop tapping her foot. The air in the box was stale, but she didn’t care. The prospect of an unexpected adventure, a break from the monotonous routine, filled her with an almost electric energy.

"Should we try the emergency button?" Mark croaked, his face a shade of green that didn't look healthy. "Maybe they'll get us out of here quickly."

"Oh, come on, Mark! Where's your sense of adventure?" Amelia grinned, running a hand through her hair. "Think of all the stories we'll have to tell!"