“I think we have to go to the elevator,” he looked directly at her, hoping to inspire confidence in her even though he couldn’t feel it in himself. “But if we go, and it actually works, I’m going to go see what the tenth floor looks like.”
“Why would you want to do that?” She moved onto her knees, facing him. “What if you get up there and then fall through the floor?”
He knew that would be a possibility, but he really needed his shoes. It would be a bonus if he could bring his entire unpacked duffle bag down with him. And if they could stop by her room and gather some of her things then that would be even better.
“I need my shoes,” he sighed, dragging his hands down his shirt. He already knew it would be hard to convince her, it was hard knowing he had to do so, himself. But it was nece
