In the morning, Mira waits for the elevator. A man comes with a box. The doors open, and they both get in. Mira presses floor five. The man presses floor seven.
The elevator stops at three, and a woman with a plant joins them. They stand quietly and look at the numbers above the door.
At floor five, Mira smiles and says, 'Have a good day.' The others say, 'You too.' A small ride feels friendly.
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