as soon as she walks into the building, he’s the first thing she sees. 9 months had passed since they last saw each other. he was taller, broader. his hair was longer. but the same. she tries to not make eye contact, but he’s already looking at her.
“Jane, hey”, he approaches her cautiously, offering a small smile, almost pitiful, and keeping a big distance.
“hi” she responds
“it’s been so long, it’s good to see you.”
“yeah…”
“how are you?”
(a beat) “…umm… im good”
*moment of silence*
“good, good.”
he’s looking at her, trying to find her eyes. she’s looking to the side, arms crossed, weight rested on her left leg, her right leg pointing in the same direction as her chin
she finally looks in his direction, but never at his eyes.
she breaks the silence. “i’m gonna go”
he straightens his posture.
“ok.”
she walks beside him and gets in the elevator behind him. she presses the button to her floor. his gaze follows her movements. they stare at each other while the doors close.
when she’s finally out of his sight, she takes a deep breath, rubbing her eyes roughly with her fingers. she then exhales and stares blankly in front of her, lost in thought. she furrows her eyebrows, her eyes watering, her mouth forming into a frown and she lets out a sob. her hands are on her eyes before a tear can fall down her cheek. she rubs her eyes again and takes another deep breath, exhaling through her mouth, straightening her posture, and placing her hands at her sides. she then smiles.
*elevator door opens*
