The Elevator Ride!!!

His perfume gets to her before he actually does. That musky scent that was just HIM. She inhales and let’s out a pleasant sigh. “Guy how far?” “I dey mehn!”. His voice. Approaching. She stiffens in her seat. Tensed. Sweating. Trying to breathe but not actually getting there. Breathe stupid! She contemplates pulling a fainting act but she spots the other dude who’d been on her case all week. He’d probably get to her before HE does. *sigh*. C’mon big guy! Set this script right. She looks up at the ceiling. Nothing. Where was the sign when you needed one? He comes through the door. She has her back to it but she can tell its him. Now goosebumps. Just great. Maybe today would be the day she’d say hello. Maybe smile at him. Maybe even get a wink from him. Swoon. Ok that would probably be a bit extreme but who cared at this point? She’d spent months of her life fantasising about this guy. Damn if she wasn’t going to introduce herself today. “Tola get this file to admin now”. She pauses in mid stride. JUST EFFING GREAT. Was this the sign? Was the big guy telling her to cease and desist?

She moves towards the elevator. File in hand. Muttering to herself. Who knew if he was going to be there when she got back? PING. The sound of the elevator getting to her floor. Its empty. She gets in. Door starts closing…. “hold it”. His voice. She stays rooted to the spot. He gets there just in time to stop the doors from fully closing. He gets in. “hello he says with a smile. She feels like icecream on a hot day. They were both going up to the fifth floor. She manages a shaky smile while her heart thunders in her chest.
2…..3…….the elevator comes to a halt. The power has gone out. 9ja o!

1 hour later
The power is still not back on. From what she can see, he has loosened his tie and is sweating profusely. She sits on the floor and starts chatting on her blackberry. “gololololohorararararawembewembewembewembe”. She looks up. What the fuck was that? “gololololohorararararawembewembewembewembe”. She squints through the darkness. Mr “Perfect” had his jacket off and his tie tied around his head. His shirt was now unbuttoned and his white singlet had an eerie glow. ok. She stands up and moves towards the corner as Mr “Perfect” pulls out cowries from his jacket. “who the fuck walks around with cowries in his pocket?” He scatters them on the floor of the elevator as he chants “ees a lie! You will not get me today. “Henemies”! I see u! gololololohorararararawembewembewembewembe…come out and face the python! Come out o!” over and over again. The chanting is accompanied by a ritualistic dance she can see ’cause “Oga” lit a candle. Tola is in tears at this point and slowly inching towards the elevator door. “HELP!!!” she yells and as if on cue, the power comes back on. The elevator continues its ascent towards the fifth floor.

She practically sprints out of the elevator. The fifth floor was busy with activity as usual and Mr “Perfect” was back to looking as perfect as ever. As she approaches the administrative office, she quickly logs on to twitter to tweet about her ordeal. The first tweet she sees is: @grownsexyandbeautiful: I would totally do my boss gosh! Dude is so handsome. She replies: ODE u don’t know if the man collects human heads in his spare time. If you like don’t go and do the person whose background you know. KMFT. RT @grownsexyandbeautiful: I would totally (cont)http://tl.gd/hjk3jb

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