Laundry Room - Wednesday Night
As far as Kyle knew, he was leaving in less than a week. There was no real need to do laundry. It wasn't like he'd be taking all of his clothes home with him. He had a list though - a list of things he wanted to do in Fandom before he went home. Conquering the laundry room was the next on the list.
For some reason, the washers and dryers in here didn't like him. That was okay though, because he wasn't fond of them either. Damned machines.
There were loud thumping and grinding noises coming from the room and echoing out into the public areas. Kyle was trying to force the washer to take his clothes, but the washer had a mind of its own and was putting up a good fight.
"You're not going to win this fight!"
Yeah. It probably was.
[OOC: Open!]
For some reason, the washers and dryers in here didn't like him. That was okay though, because he wasn't fond of them either. Damned machines.
There were loud thumping and grinding noises coming from the room and echoing out into the public areas. Kyle was trying to force the washer to take his clothes, but the washer had a mind of its own and was putting up a good fight.
"You're not going to win this fight!"
Yeah. It probably was.
[OOC: Open!]