"I hope you don't mind taking the elevator…" Nathalie ended up trailing her voice as soon as she grasped their grim expressions.
The three of them jolted upright, and Athan had goosebumps crept every inch of his skin when he realized what they ought to do but not the one he had in mind.
Especially the one that had the quickest route.
"Are you all really scared of it?" She raised her eyebrows while looking at them with a long face.
"Not used to it—"
"We don't have time."
"We would appreciate it if we used the stairs." Arnold chimed in, then peered sideways at the people who had waited for the elevator. "Moreover, it's still bustling with so many of them sticking in there."
Keith gave a curt nod, brimming his face with vigor from paling out earlier as soon as his eyes set the sight of it.
Nathalie then heaved a deep sigh as he looked at Keith. "I hope you don't mind if you take me there."
