It’s about 2:30am on a Friday morning. I’m at the 24-hour laundromat near her apartment. I’d gone too long without doing laundry, and she told me I needed to have clean clothes on before I was allowed back in. I chose to come here rather than do laundry at the dorm because these machines are better, and there are more of them. It’s usually empty at this time of night, so I should be able to get everything done fairly quick.
Plus, this is closer to her, and that is all the reason I need.
She also gave me a couple loads of her laundry, along with instructions on how to treat her delicates. I better not fuck it up!
As I enter, I glance around. As expected, the place is empty. The front section is a large, open area where most of the other college students do their wash. There are plenty of machines to choose from, but it’s the recreational activities that draw the crowds. Along the walls are several big screen televisions, tuned to various channels. There are also 3 pool tables, some arcade games and a few pinball machines. You can have a pretty fun time hanging out, waiting for your clothes to finish.