Craig Tucker
Craig's name suited him just fine. His face, voice, and emotions were nothing but equal to those of a rock. Hell, it was no wonder he could take a punch and not even flinch, eliciting only a very monotone 'ouch' and possibly flipping the person off. Craig was also boring in the way that he never wanted to try new things and was content with the way things were. If they were going bad, he'd wait it out until they turned good. If they were going good, he'd just roll with it. He was nothing like his sister who was an avid daredevil when it came to everything. But there was a secret about him that really wasn't much of a secret considering his last name. All the men in his family had it.
The secret:
He just loved doing laundry.
He couldn't help it. It ran all the way back to his great great great grandfather. Back in the days when people still washed their clothes by hand, at a river. Hell, it was the signature charm about the Tucker men. What woman didn't want a man that did the laundry for them?
Honestly, doing the laundry was a calming process for Craig. It was his hobby. The silence while he waited for the beep to sound, the meticulous folding of the shirts and pants, the clean smell they gave off, and then carrying the full basket of clothes up the stairs to put away in each individual drawer. It was a daily routine that Craig couldn't live without or he'd go crazy.
Only his closest friends new about his strange kink. In fact, the only reason they knew was because Craig volunteers to do their laundry almost ever month. Craig doesn't do just anyone's laundry. He only does the laundry of people he actually likes and cares about. It's his way of showing what he can't normally say or express through body language (except for flipping people off which is his answer to everything).
Yes, Craig Tucker was one strange individual. But never say that to his face because he'll take it personally. You'll never know what hit you until you have a bloody nose and you're watching the Craig Tucker walk down the hall calmly like if nothing had happened.
Something random I wrote. I'm not sure what something this short would be considered. Anyway, read and review.