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Washing something Folie era
Pete grabs the dirty clothes from off the floor. He does it, mindlessly, just grabbing anything he sees. He plops them into the basket then drags the basket down stairs.
He opens the bathroom door, the smell of febreezing smothering him. He sniffles grumpily. He opens the dryer and practically throws the clothes in.
He closes it and starts it. Pete yawns obnoxiously. He stretches before leaving the bathroom. He sits on the couch and turns on the TV.
He mutters quietly as he flips through channels. He finally settles on Grey's Anatomy. He sits back and watches.
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The dryer is done and Patrick's home. Perfect!
He gets up and take out all the clothes out of the dryer.
"Hey baby."
Pete looks over his shoulder and smiles stupidly at Patrick. "Hey Ricky."
Patrick rolls his eyes as he sets down his stuff. He walks over behind Pete and wraps his hands around his middle.
"M missed you." he whispers into Pete's neck.
Pete's smile quickly fades as he picks up a pink lacey thong.
