Laundry Mat Mear Me Novels & Stories

Elara’s Pov I stood in the middle of the laundry room. I looked at the pile of dirty linens on the floor. These were the warrior uniforms from the morning training. Normally, I would be on my knees, scrubbing the blood and dirt out of the fabric until my fingers bled. “Elara! What are you doing standing there?” Mrs. Gable walked in, wiping her face with a rag. “The North Wing is waiting for these. Get to work.”

She was gone anyway and her greatest secret lay in a crumpled piece of paper under my bed. I took the sponge from its holster before squirting out pleasantly scented liquid soap from a plastic bottle. My mother never bought anything detergent, she beloved it would irritate and make our skin peal and burn. The soap foams generously, creating large amounts of sweetly smelling lather with just a few scrubs. I scrub on the plates in circular motions, hoping to get over with the chore quicker. I scrubbed to fast, accidentally splashing the soapy water on my clothes.

It was the same as Caine's, with MINE inscribed below the sore bite mark. Holy guacamole! ["Are you seeing this Amanda?" "Gee! How am I supposed to see it when I'm stuck in your head?" "Whatever! Can you believe it? I'm officially a mated female, well except for the consummation part! But who cares? Sex or not, I. Am. Carrying. A. Mate. Mark. Eeeeeeeeeeeee!" "Yasssss!"] After doing a little happy dance, I stripped and got into the shower.

“Cindy already finished her work my dear, let’s not bother her.’’ She repeated, making it sound recited. I looked at Mistress Mary and then at her daughter, Cindy who was now sitting down with a group of other servants braiding each other's hair and applying nail polish. Mistress Mary remained quiet. I could feel the tears breaking from my eyes but I stopped myself from crying. I am confused. unsure what to do or say. I felt as if the weight of the entire world was on my shoulders. I felt as if I was drowning in a lake of misery and pain. I felt like I was surrounded by monsters. I felt like I was a sheep among wild animals. Seen as their prey. “Oh come on Alondra,’’ She lets out, “Fine then

Uncle Wesley was still talking in the laundry room, but Aron didn’t want to hear another word. He turned to leave, and just as he passed the stairwell, he heard soft sobs coming from the utility room under the stairs. Amid the crying, someone was whispering: “…Cotton, linen, silk, and wool—natural fibers should be washed in cold water below 30 degrees, with neutral or acidic detergent by hand… For silk and wool, use specialized laundry liquid…” Aron walked to the door and bent down to peek inside. He saw Rachel crouched there, clutching a laundry manual, reciting it aloud.

Aurelio said to him “Let no stain be found, you can do that right?” Aurelio asked him “Yes sir, I will” Rowan replied with a bow while Aurelio left to get a quick bath. And while he went away, Rowan had a smile on his face, somehow he was having good vibes about what he was seeing. He took the bedspread away and carried it with him to the laundry room. He could see the washing machine in and opened it as he threw the bedspread in to it immediately, he took a whole pack of detergent soap and emptied all the content into the machine, added bleach to it too, antiseptic and then he covered the machine as he turned the machine on.

Ayo POV It had been two days already since I was assigned to the laundry section. This part of the house was a huge laundromat with a large amount of washing machines. We were just three in here though and our job was to sort the clothes to make sure there were no stains of any kind. Load them in the washing machines, dry them and fold them to be taken back to the owners of the clothes. I was the only one in the laundry room at the moment as the other girls had gone to eat. I wanted to finish up before eating.

Or hear my thoughts. I bit my lower lip as I focused on the chores at hand. *** An hour had passed, and though my wrist was slightly strained and the smell of fragrant soap clung hard to my hands, I stood, stretching my arms and legs and letting my aching back get its deserved break. I wonder how Beta Audrey will react when she finds out that I’m in an expensive laundry room. The floor's marble and gold accents brought out the luxury of the place. “Finally, I’m done!”

Mind you don’t cut your feet. Matt realized he was standing barefoot in a pool of beer and glass shards. Carefully, he stepped clear of the mess. ‘Sorry,’ he told Leeann, who was already reaching for a rag. ‘It slipped out of my hand.’ ‘Accidents happen, but why are you standing in it like you’re in a trance?’ She plucked one of the larger fragments out of the debris and flung it in the trash can. ‘Here, let me,’ he said, crouching beside her. ‘Where have you been?’

I Entered into laundry room. I loaded the laundry, I placed the set of suit into the drum 🥁 of the washing machine, I added a fabric conditioner to the dispenser drawer. I chose the temperature 🤒 at a lower rate, I selected the right spin circle ⭕️ I closed the door and thumbed 'GO' Soon I was done and I was happy about it until another maid appeared and handed me much more clothes at the order of sir gary... although I was stressed out, but I had to comply.