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oky doky. this is uber short and i apologize for that, but it just didn't work with my next chapter.
so read, enjoy, review and be happy :)
CHAPTER TEN
Laundry
Another week passed. Another seven days of bitter reminders. On the bright side I did get out of the house. Yesterday the washing machine broke so I had to do my wash at the laundry mat. I'd like to say that nothing happened there, but something did. While I was waiting for my machine to finish I sat in one of the questionably stained chairs they had. I watched as my cloths spun into a spiraling blur. The colors fading into one. It all seemed pretty normal until I noticed two red spots reflecting from my laundry. I quickly turned my head but the only thing looking back was an old man chewing on a toothpick. Next to him stood a similarly aged women folding flower printed underwear. She smiled a toothless grin while the man frowned.
"Don't you know manners girl. You don't just stair at someone". I shot my glance to the floor and spun back around. In the machine door I could see the couple in the reflection. The woman hit her husband on the shoulder.
"Harold don't be such a grump!" Then my machine stopped and a impossibly annoying buzzer went off. I grabbed my cloths and got out of the all too populated situation. I'd have to pay for a repair guy to fix the washing machine before I'd worn through my newly cleaned cloths again. People were just too…boring for me now. I'd rather be alone then be surrounded by them. Hopefully the next seven days would go better.