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Laundry

By Attero



Copyright 2012 Attero

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Jessica lived in a small basement apartment in the outskirts of Philadelphia. Despite the small size of her apartment, she enjoyed living there. Most of the building's residents were middle-aged and they typically kept to themselves. Although she occasionally missed being around people her own age, Jess loved the peace and solitude that her building provided her – no one blasted music late into the night, her neighbors left her alone, and she had never even seen anyone in the hallways after 8 PM. Immediately across the hallway was the building's laundry room, which worked out well for the girl.

Today was laundry day, though Jess had been putting it off. She had been working on a very important project for work that would be due Monday morning, and she had fallen behind. This weekend was supposed to be catch-up time for her, and she had been working on her project non-stop since arriving home. It was now almost midnight, and she just didn't feel she could spare the hour or so it would take to sit and wait for her laundry to be done.

Normally, Jessica would sit and wait for her laundry to finish. Right now, though, that just seemed silly – no one in her building was likely to even want to steal her clothing, and the odds of someone even coming into the laundry room at this hour were monumentally small. She decided that just this once she would load up the machines and go back to her apartment across the hall. After all, she could always check up on it through the peep hole in her door if she heard someone coming down the hall, and she really needed to get some work done.

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