Laundry {s.m.}

Prologue

I wrote this a couple years back. My writing is shit idk y ure here but thank youuuu <333

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I came back from the laundromat and placed my laundry basket on the counter table and sat down. I began to sort out my clothes.

These don't look like my clothes I thought.

I continued to look through the pile until I pulled something out.

Boxers.

My eyes widened once I realized that I grabbed a basket that belonged to a guy.

"What the fuck." I muttered as I threw the boxers into the basket.

A bright blue-colored fabric caught my eye. I pulled it out from the basket and held it out in front of me.

A hoodie.

Could be useful in future time.

Shawn.

I flipped my laundry basket upside down, letting the clothes fall out. I sort my clothes and rummaged through it. Bras, panties, all girls clothes.

I had taken a girls basket home I thought.

"What the fuck." I mumbled pulling out a pink lace thong from the pile. I bit my lip before shoving it into my pocket.

I pulled out a bra from the pile and examined it.

Whoever owns this basket has small boobs.

I chuckled and gathered the clothes, throwing them back into the basket.