Russian Roulette

“Hi guys! It’s Cait K here. We’re going to attempt the Russian Roulette in an elevator trend. Wish me luck!” Caitlyn flips the camera of her phone towards the elevator. She checks the frame to see if it has a good angle. Smiling with contentment, she raises her left hand to flip off the closed elevator doors. Caitlyn knew that there wouldn’t be anyone waiting at the other end as she always got off her apartment early in the morning when everyone was still usually asleep. So imagine her shock when the elevator’s door opened, revealing a pink-haired girl who stared at her with an unreadable expression. “Shit- sorry!” Caitlyn sets her hand down at the sight of the pink-haired girl. Blushing furiously as she clears her throat.