"I've told you, its lunch time, it's not appropriate, I'm tired, I don't really know you, and I could be a serial killer." He was right, he could be a serial killer, but he looked far to boring to be a "serial" killer perhaps just a killer?
"But your not, and that wasn't what I was talking about." I waited for a response, but instead the lift jolted and some woman said "Welcome to the Ground Floor" I stepped away from him when I realised that he was nothing more than a pathetic man who had made me feel safe for all of three or four minutes.
I looked at Peter realising he wasn't going to say goodbye, I grinned and told him informitavley, "So this could be goodbye," She almost sighed this fact from her more comfortable position on the opposite side of the lift.
"Yes, it could" He responded. He was like a robot, a retarded axe murderer but not serial killer robot man in a mismatched suit with a boring name and no point of view on anything at all ever.
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