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Advice For A Medium-Sized Load
Who: Charlie & Cat
What: Laundry!
Where: Pax Letale Laundry Room
When: 8/3/2011, 7:03 pm
Warnings: TBA

Pax Letale was a fairly impressive apartment building, and as though that set a standard, its laundry room was made to match. Large, industrial washers lined one wall, stacked in pairs and numbering to ten, which was matched by a similar number and positioning of dryers on the opposite side of the room. A machine near the door offered a variety of detergents and fresheners depending on what one needed for a particular load, and the entire room was kept clean and smelling fresh twenty four hours a day.

Charlie could not care less.

She was carrying a cloth bag of laundry out in front of her, held away from her body as though the thought of touching it made her sick. It wasn't so much the thought of dirty laundry as much as what a few items of clothing inside of the bag were dirty with - and Charlie's expertise in the art of cleaning (or lack thereof) left her entirely mystified toward the series of steps required to return her clothing back to its original state. Her best guess was to just toss it all in a washer and hope for the best.

Picking one out at random that wasn't already stirring a soup of cloth, water and soap, she started to toss the entirety of the bag (which was already twice her size, though that didn't say much since she was so slight) into the mouth of the washer, using only her thumb and forefinger to touch as little of the clothing as possible.