[ but instead she just kicks it, because she doesn't have a crowbar or anything for that :/ rude :/ but she'll move to the next one. which actually opens, god. ]
Anyway, you just throw your clothes in with the soap from those bottles. [ she gestures. at the detergent ] We still have some of those left. People really will steal anything here.
I did say it was easy. It's the same thing for drying them, but it's the other machine, and there's no soap. [ but she smiles back, opening her own machine to throw some stuff in. did i think what it would be. no, it's clothes. generic clothes ] I'm Grace.
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[ They're heathens.
She grips the handle alongside Grace and places one foot on the door for extra leverage and she YANKS...
... But nothing happens. ]
Maybe we should try another one.
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[ but instead she just kicks it, because she doesn't have a crowbar or anything for that :/ rude :/ but she'll move to the next one. which actually opens, god. ]
Anyway, you just throw your clothes in with the soap from those bottles. [ she gestures. at the detergent ] We still have some of those left. People really will steal anything here.
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That's it? It's just like washin' by hand except this thing does. [ yes, yuel, that is exactly what it is.
Anyway, she tosses her dress inside because she only has one (1) article of clothing, and smiles at Grace. ]
Thanks! I'm Yuel by the way.
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