Time for some drama lmfao enjoy

Responsible people will do their laundry at normal times as part of a weekday or weekend routine. Responsible people will allow for one or two loads to build up, separate colors and fabrics, and wash and dry according to the clothing needs.

There are many responsible people in this world, but focusing on them is boring. Instead, we're focusing on the lives around Mira and Ashley, as well as their upstairs neighbors, and not a single one of them is as responsible as one might think.

Saturday was a good day to get their laundry done, as most people in the complexes used the laundromat down the street on Sundays. Though it was a common chore for anyone to do, it was still odd that Raph and Mira would find themselves dragging their opaque bags of dirty laundry at the same time.

When they met on the stairs they looked at each other in surprise, then glanced at one another's bag.

"Laundry Day," Raph said with a nod before heading down the stairs.

"Hm," Mira agreed. While following him, she remembered their time spent together as kids. He had grown up a lot from that spunky little brat he once was, even if he was still short. For starters, his voice didn't need to be as deep as it was, and his shoulders were nearly popping out of the hoodie he was wearing. It reminded her a lot of Baxium's clothes.

As her thoughts glazed over how his hoodie was staying on while his shell remained exposed, they finally ended up outside, where he held the door open for her. She wondered if she hadn't been in a relationship already if she would have thought he'd be a possibility.

"Thanks," she said as she walked by.

"Are we goin to the same place?" he asked as he walked close to her. He didn't need to prove to Mikey or himself that he wasn't interested in her, but that didn't mean he needed to be rude. From what he remembered, the few times they worked together in school she was smart and funny, too.

"If you're following me then probably." Okay, not quite the tone she intended to have.

Alright, so she was still snarky, but so was he. "I wouldn't want ya to get lost." He smirked at her as he walked by, shrugging his shoulders.

Mira just rolled her eyes; he was still as annoying as ever. She figured she could forget about her earlier thought about being interested in him, but his confidence was something strange to her. Not that she was upset that he had it, she just didn't think he'd ever find any when they were kids.

"So how's it goin with you and Bax?" he asked as they continued to walk.

"Fine," she said simply, not feeling comfortable disclosing personal things with him yet.

He nodded and adjusted his grip on his laundry bag. "Me and Mikey got to hang out with him last week for a bit and he kept talkin about you."

"Really?" she questioned. She thought it was strange if Baxium really did talk to them about her, she was still questioning his purpose in their relationship. What if he wasn't saying good things? "What'd he say?"

Raph shrugged, spotting the laundromat as they got closer. "Just that you make him happy. Have you talked to him lately?"

Mira shook her head. "Not really." Truthfully, Baxium had been texting her good morning and good night each day, and it made her smile to know he was thinking about her. They were in the middle of a conversation through texts, but Raph didn't need to know all of that.

"You should talk to him. It's not my business to talk about really but I think he feels bad about something," Raph explained kind of awkwardly.

What could he feel bad about? Mira's thoughts immediately went to the worst places she could imagine; maybe he felt bad about leading her on? Maybe he was going to break up with her? Why would Raph even mention that? First Ashley and now Raph had unintentionally filled her mind with doubt.

Raph noticed the concern on her face as they walked in silence. "I think he misunderstood something... y'know, like a cultural thing."

"Great, thanks."

Well that went great, why don't ya just kick yourself in the head next time, it'd be quicker. Raph thought to himself as he gripped his laundry bag and held open the door for her to go inside first.

Though there were others in the laundromat doing their thing, it was appropriately silent for the two to anxiously think the worst things about themselves. After putting in the coins to run her machine, Mira took out her phone to read through the texts between her and Baxium from that morning. Maybe something would give itself away to her.

Good morning!

Normal.

Can we hang out tomorrow?

A simple request she agreed to, but now wasn't sure about it's simplicity. Was he going to give her the worst news she'd heard all week, or would it just be a normal date for them? Would he try to talk to her about whatever Raph brought up?

She fought off the urge to bite her nails as she put her phone away and started the walk back to her apartment. Raph was close behind her as he tried to stop beating himself up over their earlier conversation. There was no need for him to bring it up again, but maybe he could un-do some of whatever damage he had done earlier.

As he walked faster to catch up to her, he had hoped enough time passed that he could lighten up the mood a bit more. "Mira," he started. He was next to her again and she was trying not to get too aggrivated with him. He had already ruined her day, what more did he want?

"Hey, forget what I said earlier, I shouldn't have even said anything. I really don't think you have anything to worry about. You guys are really good together."

"I think I've had enough of this conversation," she said simply.

Yeah, that's probably for the best, Raph thought to himself in defeat. He put his hands in his pockets and fell back a bit, giving her some of the space she needed. He resolved to just keep his mouth shut and leave her alone for the rest of the day. Though he did feel bad about upsetting her and worrying her about Baxium, he didn't think there was anything he could say to make things better. He could only leave their conversation in the silent awkwardness.

When Mira got back home, she plopped down on her couch and let her cat hop onto her lap. She mulled over all the posibilities of her upcoming date with Baxium and all the awful things that could happen. She couldn't stop thinking about it, and it really started to bring her down, to the point she no longer even wanted to see him.

Staring at her phone she remembered that she had never cancelled plans with him before. Would that just make everything worse? She knew by now he was too nice to break up with her over the phone, so if she never saw him again and never answered her door, then she'd probably never have to face him and then never have to deal with a break up.

As unrealistic as it sounded, it was a good plan until she figured out how to deal with everything.

Anyway sorry to leave it on this note! Someone wanted it before I could post a happier chapter. Let me know what you think! Thanks!