Topher was sitting on top of a laundry machine, flicking buttons and knobs while someone else's laundry was getting washed. It was a fairly simple mechanism, as far as he could tell. Not too complicated or anything. Of course, he'd never tried to use one. He wasn't particularly bothered with the idea of interrupting the cycle of whoever's clothes
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"'Sup?"
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Worst genius ever.
"Is that the spray stuff?" he asked, nodding at the bottles.
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She liked to play to her strengths.
Upon seeing Ben armed with Febreeze and Topher shoving detergent into what looked like not-a-detergent spot, there was only one thing she could possibly say to all of this.
"Hell's fire, Mother Night, and the Darkness have mercy."
[Slow & prone to vanishing due to Canadians!]
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"Who are you?" he asked. Rudely, of course.
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...Possibly untrue with an answer like that, Karla.
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