Laundry Day
Wolfwood dragged his laundry down to the washroom. Someone was already there.
"Hey, pal! Quite a collection of people here, doncha think?" Wolfwood said amicably.
"I'm better than all of them, especially that know-it-all braggart Midvalley," the other man grumbled, sorting his socks.
"Easy now! I'm not doubting your skills!"
"Oh, so you don't believe me! I'll show you!"
Wolfwood's eyes widened in shock as the other man kissed him passionately.
"So? I kiss better than Midvalley, don't I?"
"Yes," Wolfwood replied faintly.
E.G. Mine just kissed me amid my dirty laundry, Wolfwood thought. And I liked it. Oh, shit.