GWEN STACY - LAUNDROMAT
The washer and dryer at Gwen and John's place wasn't big enough to wash and dry her comforter properly. But the one at the laundromat was fine. She knew that once every other week, (okay, once a month or so) she'd have to go and wash the thing. It was a hassle. She was debating getting a duvet with a cover so she could wash that at home instead. It was boring just sitting around the laundromat, waiting for the washer to finish. Especially since she left her Kindle at home. Her phone beeped. Low battery. Crap. Even less entertainment.