A Masterful Symphony of Stupid
Short #11: Ironing
Run smiled as she set up the ironing board. Her mother rarely trusted her to do household chores, especially ones that carried a risk of inducing third degree burns, so Run was happy she was able to help this one time.
Ironing couldn't be that difficult, could it? Tooru managed to do hers', and she was tiny; she could barely see over the board!
This would be easy!
Alright!
"Good morning, Tooru!"
"Hello, Run-chan."
"I ironed my school uniform myself last night!"
"Did you?"
"Yes!"
Tooru sighed.
That explained the plasters on Run's fingers.
And the creases in her shirt.