Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Preview: Dirty Laundry-John Cena visual

It was a clear, yet steamy evening and I was getting ready to do some laundry. I had one basket filled with white clothes (underwear, bedding, etc.), another basket with bright clothes, another one with dark clothes, and a basket with all my laundry essentials. I had loaded all the baskets to the back of my black SUV. After that, I gathered my keys and went into my car. I arrived at the Laundromat, took with me a tin full of quarters, and brought out all the baskets into the Laundromat.

First, I loaded one washing machine with all the whites and poured bleach on them. I also added stain fighter and detergent to the whites. I put in four quarters and the machine started working. In another washer, I applied stain remover on some bright-colored clothes while my whites were washing. I had to go to the Laundromat because some of the washers in the laundry room in my apartment building were broken. I put in some more quarters and brights were getting washed. There were a few other people at the Laundromat as well, using the washers and dryers. As my bright clothes were washed, the whites were in the rinse cycle.

Then, I heard a male voice beside me say, “Excuse me, would you mind if I borrow some of your powder detergent?”

I looked at him and I said, “Of course.”

As I offered him a scoop of my detergent, I looked at him and thought to myself, “Wow, he’s hot and so big.”

He was tall, muscular, and had blue eyes. I briefly watched as he put his clothes into the washing machine beside mine. My whites were done and ready for the dryer while my bright clothes were in the spin cycle. I placed my whites in the dryer and put in seventy-five cents. I then started on the dark clothes.

“You sure have a lot of laundry to do.” The guy said to me.

I smiled at him and said, “Yeah, I guess when you live in an apartment complex with a laundry room that has a few broken washing machines. What can you do?”

“I’m John.” He introduced.

“Nice to meet you, John I’m Jana.” I said to him.

John moved in a little closer as he inhaled my scent, which is a perfume that smelled like clean cotton and linen. I put all of my dark clothes into the washer, put in four quarters, added liquid detergent, and closed the washer door. I set the washer to cold water as John wrapped his arms around my waist.

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