"I have a problem." I said to the guy working at the laundromat.
"What is it?" He dead panned.
"I switched baskets with someone else." I nervously said.
"Well, Who is it?" He asked.
"Well, I don't fucking know." Dumb ass. Soon, a tall, cute guy approaches us.
"Sir, I switched baskets with someone and I don't know who it is." He said. The worker pointed to me and walked away.
I love the great customer service you asshole.
"Hey, um, we kinda switched baskets." The guy said.
"No shit." I scoffed handing him his basket. He does the same.
"I'm Shawn by the way." He blurted out.
"Nina." I smiled.
"You're kinda cute, do you wanna maybe get some pizza sometime?" Shawn asked smirking.
Kinda cute? Bitch, I look like a fucking dried out potato.
"I'm allergic to pizza." I pressed my lips together.
"Who the fuck is allergic to pizza?" He shook his head.
"I'm kidding you dumb ass. And yes, I'd love to."
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Laundry {s.m.}
Fanfiction"...We kinda switched baskets." "No shit." in which a boy and a girl switch laundry baskets and fall in love. (Cover by @sophiawrites) (old fanfic)
