Dry Laundry Terdekat Novels & Stories

Her chin trembled and her grin broadens, "I want to have this kind of tiles in my dream house someday." She grabs the first soft golden towel from the black metal rack and slowly dries her hair down to her shoulders and her whole body. She puts it back and moves to the body dryer. She turned on the white metal switch and the dryer begins to blow warm air from the top. The right mixture of heat and cold that blows from the huge body dryer can dry ten pieces of clothes in five minutes. She spreads her big brown leather bag and all the wet apparels one by one in the crystal granite tiles facing the dryer. She takes out her red journal and a purple pouch containing all her pens and keys.

Then I pulled the blankets off my bed and threw them in there as well. I grabbed my detergent and dryer sheets and made my way to the dorm basement, where the laundry facilities were. I shoved everything into one washer, added the detergent, and put the water on hot. I wanted it as sanitized as possible. I sat in a lawn chair, leaned against the wall, and closed my eyes. If I couldn’t spend any more time with Wakely, at least I could dream about her.

I decided to just go with it and wash as fast as I possibly can. I quickly dried myself and got dressed. There was a basket full of dirty clothes, so I decided to take it with me in search of the many wonders that this house has in store for me. I give one last look at the evil shower and closed the door behind me. I find the washer and dryer in a room next to the kitchen. Well, I guess you can call it the laundry room. There are some of Kaleb's clothes on the shelves. It has already been washed and folded. I will pack them away as soon as I was done in the kitchen.

Lucky. The laundry room was stuffed with machines. Ten of them. My little guide explained everything – detergents, softeners, special cycles for delicate fabrics, blah blah blah. “So, all the machines have built-in dryers. Every once in a while someone brings in something super delicate, and those we dry on the racks instead. But honestly, that almost never happens – we’ve only got two racks, which tells you how rare it is.” She explained in her soft and chirpy voice.

“Do you think Sarah Ann can get this clean? Or should we see if we can find a dry cleaner in the area that specializes in cleaning blood off leather?” “First, I think Sarah Ann is all we have. I doubt there’s a dry cleaner anywhere in the area. I’ll add that to our possible future endeavours list, though. An eco-friendly dry cleaner would probably do some business. Tack it onto the laundry mat along with a wash and fold service. We’d see some interest, I think.” “Well, get that into the next stage of research, then. I don’t want to start something and then find out there’s no market here.” Hayden nodded and his fingers tapped quickly over the screen of his phone.

I tied my hair in a ponytail and put on a black T"shirt and promotion jeans that were so low quality I was afraid they would rip if I bent down. I put on my sneakers and sprayed myself with perfume before heading out. But I stopped before opening the door when I remembered that I had to go to a laundromat to leave my dirty clothes. So I gathered them all up and put them in a bag. I grabbed my backpack again and left. I went downstairs yawning when I saw that Lily was coming down the hall with a mug in her hand. " Good Morning. " She soon spoke. " Good Morning. You look good today. " His eyes were more alive, I don't know. " Maybe he is. "She smiled and I thought it best not to ask anything a

“Where can I wash those? I like them best for traveling.” “There’s a laundry service. Just leave them and someone will pick them up.” He opened one of the smaller top drawers of the dresser and pulled out a door hanger that read, Service/Laundry. “Just hang this on the door. There’s another one for maid service.” Felix smiled. He’d never had the luxury of a laundry service, let alone someone to clean up after him. “I could get used to this.” Clint scowled. “I’ve never gone far on the outside, but I hear life can be quite rough.”

“I’m going to take a nap. Got a headache.” “Alright.” I finished my lunch then washed the dishes in the sink. Then I washed the laundry before I carried it outside. It was supposed to rain in the next few days, so I knew I needed to do all the laundry now—unless we wanted our clothes to smell like rainwater. I hung up Landon’s shirts and jeans then moved on to my clothing. I also had all our towels to get through. One by one, I hung them up, clipping them into place so the sunlight and breeze could dry them out.

It was clear she had simply grabbed a hamper full of her dirty laundry from the past week. We all gave Dad big hugs, and Mom kissed him and murmured quietly to him before he got in the minivan and drove home. Then she turned to us and gave us a big smile. "Shall we start on this laundry?" she asked. Gwynne and I both smiled, and the three of us headed down to the laundromat to start washing those clothes. It was still awkward for us to hold a normal conversation. When we arrived at the little laundromat, one of our neighbors was there, sitting and reading a book while his laundry was spinning in one of the dryers. He nodded at us briefly before going back to his book.

I knew we had a few sets, but I only needed one for tonight. When I got to the laundry room, I noticed every washer and dryer was empty. Usually, only one was open, but all of them were open and available today. I could wash everything in a few hours with all the machines. The only thing I could not wash was Cade's suits. I didn't know how to do that, so he had to send them out.