Laundry Mat Mear Me Novels & Stories

Lea quickly stood up and looked down at her light blue skirt which now had purplish red stains on it. "Oh dear, forgive my carelessness," said Melly panicked. "You should clean it soon so it doesn't leave a mark." Lea took a bunch of tissues on the table and turned to Jayden. "I'm going to clean this up in the bathroom in a bit." Jayden nodded. "I'll help you," Melly said quickly. "No, no, Mrs. Eich, thank you, but I'll do it myself," Lea said as she reached for her bag.

My mother in law said , in a sickeningly sweet voice. Oh how could I forget, she is same as her son. Without uttering any single word, I nodded my head, and brought the mop from the closet. I mopped the floor after clearing the pieces of glass shattered on the floor, I was about to leave when my mother in law spoke again. "Meera, clean Anita's shoes too" I was shocked and looked at her, did she just say that. Looking at her face, I knew she was serious. My eyes blurred with tears as I crouched down and holding the mop I forwarded my hands toward yellow pumps "Oh no, Meera not with that dirty cloth, these are branded and expensive, you can do it with the hem of your dress" I heard the voice o

In the bathroom, Dean had the shower running, and he was making sure they had everything they need within easy reach. He remembered to heat the towels and lay out the mat. Whoever built this bathroom put down super smooth tiles on the floor and it was like skating on ice when you stepped out if you weren’t careful. The mat had rubber grips to prevent that while drying your feet on it.

“I know how hard you worked for this, and Enzo’s probably not going to like it if his clothes were covered in horse water. I’ll help you, and we can just use the washing machine located at the maid’s quarters.” “Wouldn’t Alpha Enzo be enraged if he finds out about it?” “Who says he's going to find out about it?” he cheekily asked before dragging me inside the mansion. *** Thanks to the power of the washing machine, Matthew and I were now on our last batch of laundry. We were just waiting for them to dry, so we stood outside of the maid’s quarters so we can fold them afterward. “You’re really kind, do you know that?” he suddenly said, causing my cheeks to become warm.

I grab the second basket and he leads me down to the laundry room. “I know we didn’t get it all done, I’m sorry, but we need to get going.” I nod as I place the basket on the same table Ash set his down on. There are 6 massive commercial washers with 6 commercial gas driers. Cupboards and counters all the way around, with ironing boards against a wall, and tables in the center of the room. Ash gently grabs my hand and pulls me to the door. “Nickle for your thoughts?” “Nickle?”

Their presence marked the end of my cleaning tasks, so I gathered my supplies and went to the upper floors to collect the laundry. Starting with the Alpha floor, I navigated the hallways, gathering up the scattered clothes and linens that had accumulated. Each item told a small story of daily life within the pack, from workout gear to cozy pajamas. Once I had collected everything, I returned to the laundry room, the basket heavy in my arms.

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

I didn't want to interrupt him, but I didn't know what to do with the clothes in my hands. "So... What's this?" I asked in a quiet voice. Colt abruptly woke up from his daydreaming and said, "Aha, sorry. That's just some of my clothes. If you don't mind, you can wear them." "Colt, thank you very much, but you don't have to..." Colt smiled and said, "You're lucky because yesterday was my laundry day. I washed and ironed them very carefully and I used my favorite lavender detergent. You can change behind the shelf. "

“Don’t look at me like this.” “Shh.” He gathered my hair back, holding it away from my face with one hand while his other hand rubbed soothing circles on my back. When I was finally done, I sat back on my heels, utterly embarrassed. He reached over and flushed the toilet, then helped me to my feet. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “For what?” “For ruining breakfast. For-” I gestured vaguely. “This.” “You didn’t ruin anything.” Matt turned on the faucet and grabbed a washcloth, wetting it with cool water. “Here.” He pressed the cloth to my forehead, then gently wiped my face.

“You have tea and toast. That should tease your stomach juices a bit before lunch. That being said, do you have any laundry?” My eyes darted to the closet and back to her but it did not go unnoticed. “Yes but I was hoping I could wash them myself” “And how did you plan to do that without a wash board or soap?” “I don’t know…” looking to the ground with a realization that I didn’t think it through. “Good. Now hand them to me. You do not have excess clothing to allow for the grace of piling dirty laundry”