Mini-Story: The Hallway (Alt)

You fumbled with your laptop case as you give yourself one last check in the mirror. You run your fingers through your ravenette hair, and straighten your lavender blouse. You steal a glance at your boyfriend. He waved you on, but you take a step back to him. He shakes his head, a small smile on his face as he mouths for you to go. You sigh, turn on your heels, and stare down the hall. You watched as so many went before you. Their exhaustion after they’d left the office. You raise your chin, relax your shoulders, and run a hand through your long hair. You take long strides as your pleated skirt flounces at your sides. Several deep breathes, and long strides, you stand before the slate grey door. A single, narrow window with mesh through it. You knock as your vision frays. An older voice calls you in. You breathe, and enter.