laundry room ✔️

01

atlanta, ga
7:05 pm

sanai groaned as she leaned over and stared at her phone. she didnt feel like working tonight...she didnt feel like it at all. she just wanted to sleep and sleep till she probably died.

"sanai?!" she heard her auntie pam called after her, sanai got up and shuffled downstairs.

"im getting ready" she uttered lowly, auntie pam shook her head at the young girl. "you aint getting ready fast enough for me, i have to be out the door by 8:00" pam confronted her. sanai just listened to the woman, she didnt really feel like arguing with her again.

'i have to hurry and get out of this house, i cant do this shit no more' sanai thought to herself as she walked back up to get ready.

"i hope you arent getting in the shower" auntie pam shouted, sanai twisted hers to the lips,

"i took one last night before i went to sleep" sanai rolled her eyes, her annoyance bubbling up like a well. she could feel pam's impatience seeping into her room, wrapping around her like a vine. With a sigh of resignation, sanai began to get ready.

she could hear pam's bustling about downstairs, her footsteps a staccato rhythm against the hardwood floor. sanai entered her bathroom and brushed her teeth, washed her face. she pulled a grey nike tech suit out, and grabbed her white crocs. she brushed her hair out as she looked at her outfit.

'do i want to actually wear? it look better in my mind...' she sighed at her thoughts as she took the cap off her perfume and sprayed herself down.

"sanai lia malik you need to come on girl! i aint finna be late because of you! hurry up child!" pam's voice boomed through the house, bouncing off the walls and seeping under sanai's bedroom door.

she descended the stairs, auntie pam was by the front door, car keys jingling in her hand like impatient wind chimes. her eyes were on the clock, her lips we pressed into a thin line.

sanai and her aunt stepped out into the cool night air, she couldn't help but wish for just one morning where her aunt wasnt fucking rushing her to get out house, it was only 7:30 pm. aunt pam and her job were both 5 minutes away from the damn house. time wasn't their enemy, aunt pam trynna talk to that damn man was. who didnt even want to talk to her forreal, he was just the security guard for her building. sanai wanted to be at her own pace, not pam.

as they drove off towards another day filled with responsibilities, sanai made a silent promise to herself. One day, she would give herself that peaceful night that she deserve and leave her aunt the fuck alone.

aunt pam pulled into the parking lot of the laundromat building, she rolled her window down as sanai exited the car.

"hey mr. daye. how you doing tonight?" pam cheesed hard at the guard. the young guard, javon; who could be young enough to be her son smiled kindly at her.

"im okay, mrs. collins. how are you and you niece doing on the late evening?" he asked, sanai watched him closely. his hand never left the side of his gun even as he spoke to the older lady, aunt pam. he was itching to pull the trigger and sanai shook her head at the observation.

pam talked to javon, for the time being, sanai had entered the laundromat and begin to turn everything on and check the duty list,

'fuck, that nigga want me to clean the bathroom again? why didnt he ask javon? or why didnt he do it yesterday night when i was off?! ' sanai argued with her thoughts, as she saw her aunt drive off.

javon entered the building, he leaned over the counter and smiled at her. javon was a hefty man with a booming laugh, he recognized himself a charmer and a lady's man and never missed an opportunity to flirt and throw shots with sanai.

"loving beautiful as always sanai," he said, his eyes twinkling mischievously. sanai sighed inwardly but managed to plaster a polite smile on her face.

"thank you, jevon," she said, her voice devoid of any real enthusiasm. she turned her attention to the cleaning supplies, standing in the back corner. sanai hoped that would take the hint and leave her alone.

she walked over to the supplies and grabbed the bucket, she walked to the bathroom and filled it up with warm water. jevon passed her the cleaning solution to add to the water,

'can he give me some fucking space? goddamn' sanai thought as she grabbed the solution from him.

with a sigh of exasperation, sanai finally turned to him. "i appreciate your offer, jevon," she said, her voice steady despite her annoyance. "but i can manage on my own." his intentions might have been good, but his constant presence was starting to tick sanai's last nerves. she didnt wanna have to curse jevon, she was already annoyed at her aunt for rushing her, and now this.

jevon looked taken aback but quickly recovered with a chuckle and nodded. "aight then," he said, raising his hands in surrender. "imma leave you be, i was just trying to be helpful."

with that, he finally left sanai alone to her work. as she scrubbed the toilets and mopped the floors, she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. the laundromat was quiet without frank's constantly checking up on her filling the air.

the time she finished cleaning, the laundromat was ready for its nightly patrons. the floors were spotless, the toilets were clean, and everything was in its place and running correctly.

sanai flipped the sign on the door from 'closed' to 'open', it buzzed lightly as it flickered, seconds away from blowing out. she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. despite jevon's annoyingly still trynna flirt with her and the grueling work, she had managed to get everything done in time.

how we liking chapter 1? we feeling jevon? what the fuck is up with auntie pam? sanai better than me, i wouldve kicked the hoe down the stairs. but that just me personally lmaoo