Eyes fixed on the wall, she refused to meet his gaze. He shuffled uncomfortably, shifting from one foot to the next, not knowing what to say.
Her fingers caught a wandering strand of hair flitting across her forehead and gently nudged it back into the curve behind her ear. He ran his finger around his collar, trying to loosen the grip of the necktie that held his suited form in place.
She drummed her fingers on the side of her suede purse while he did the same on the handle of his laptop bag.
She almost turned to say something while he turned simultaneously to offer a half-hearted smile. But they both stopped short of it, awkwardness overcoming the moment.
Ding! The elevator buzzed and the doors slid open revealing that their destination had arrived. They both stepped out and without nodding, moved in opposite directions to their respective homes on the same floor.
For it was the curse of civilized society that the walls they had erected between people were more than those made up of just brick, mortar and cement. They were strangers, despite living on the same floor for over three years.
Not even an elevator was able to break that wall down.
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