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by ludicrous_smile

by ludicrous_smile

I wake up and look outside. The light shone in on my room. I open my flip phone and the time reads 9:00. Wow that's early. I have to do my laundry anyways. I get up and head over to my jar where I store my change. I grab a few quarters and grab my clothes.

I look in Karen's room and she's gone. I remember it's Sunday which means they're all at church. I grab some of Karen's clothes and leave my house to walk to the laundromat. There used to not be a laundromat but some people moved here and built one.

I reach the laundromat and go up to the counter.

"Hey Kenny." The laundry lady says. I'm a Sunday regular. Instead of going to church I go here.

"Hey. I just need the usual." She nods and goes back to grab my laundry soap.

"Here you go." she says. I hand her a dollar as I turn around to find a machine. There's one that I always use right next to the wall. I load my clothes in there and put my soap in. I get my quarters and start the cycle. I sit against the machine waiting for it to finish. My least favorite part. I count how many quarters I have and I've got just enough for breakfast. I go to the vending machine and grab a glazed bun. Going back to my washer I eat my breakfast.

The washer dings and I finish my bun. I throw away my trash and put my damp clothes in a rolling basket to take it to the dryers. Throwing my clothes into one of them I grab a dryer sheet and throw it in starting it.

I lean back on the dryer as I watch the door open. A familiar jew walks in. Also known as Kyle. He looks at me and I wave at him. He waves back less enthusiastically as I finish up my laundry.

After bringing my laundry home I sat against my home for a while before I decided to leave. Church was over by now and Karen was probably at the park. Now that I've washed Butters' clothes I could drop them off.

Walking to his house I could hear a bit of yelling and a door slam. Probably not the best time to do this but I'm already here so fuck it. I knock on the door and Butters' dad opens the door.

"Oh, it's you. Hey." He says waiting for me to stare my business.

"Is Butters' home?" I ask.

"Yes. Why?" He responds.

"I need to drop something off." I say, being vague.

"Be quick." I nod and move past up the stairs to Butters' room. I knock on the door.

"What?" Butters' says snappily.

"It's uh, Kenny." I say and I hear moving in the room as the door opens to Butters' face. His eyes were red and puffy. "I have your clothes." I say so I can leave quickly. Butters' looks at my hand that I have his clothes in and takes them. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He says not in his usual cheery voice.

"Are you okay? Do you need help with something?" I ask, trying to be a bit helpful.

"Why do you care?" Butters' responds sadly.

"Because we're friends?" I say now questioning if we were.

"We never talk though. You only came here to give me clothes." Ouch, the truth hurts.

"Geez, Leo. I just wanna help." I say hoping he becomes friendlier.

"I'm sorry Kenny, maybe another time." He shuts his door and I sigh, leaving his house. It's only the afternoon and I already have nothing to do. The only games I have are those crappy Nokia games and my PSP broke a long time ago.

"Shit...." I say almost dozing off on the side walk. I could probably go do some work for someone and get money. I help out at City Wok once and a while so now it wouldn't hurt to go. I get up and go to ask for work at City Wok.

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A/n number 2 yep I'm posting late again. Uh oh fuck me. Well I have nothing else to say but sorry for not adding any werewolf aspects yet but don't worry. I might do a Butters' POV but yeah y'know on that grind haha. Bye.

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