You step out your door and on to the elevator in the hall. On your way down, the elevator stops and two young women enter. Both are dressed casually, in jeans and light sweaters. One has short dark brown hair and a face with small features that make her cute rather than pretty. The other has curly, dirty blonde hair and a face that is as haughty as it is pretty. Your eyes are drawn to the back of their jeans, which do a particularly good job of hugging the posterior of the blonder woman.
Just as the elevator is about to reach the ground floor, the brown haired girl casts a glance at you over her shoulder. You can’t quite read her expression, but you feel like she pauses for just an extra moment before returning her gaze to the opening elevator door.
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