He groans, banging on the door a few more times. He's been slamming his fist on it since it stuttered to a halt, but it looks like no one really cares that there are two people stuck there.
"Fuck's sake," he mutters, resting his forehead against the door. With a final, angry kick, he moves to the back of the lift too, back slumping against the wall.
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He groans, banging on the door a few more times. He's been slamming his fist on it since it stuttered to a halt, but it looks like no one really cares that there are two people stuck there.
"Fuck's sake," he mutters, resting his forehead against the door. With a final, angry kick, he moves to the back of the lift too, back slumping against the wall.