Class came and went by fairly quickly,and just as Marylin had mentioned the professor was nothing short of awesome. After a quick bit to eat,and two more classes Roel was finally on his way back to his apartment. He walked in to find his room mate had just gotten in from work,because he was sprawled on the couch still wearing his uniform. He chuckled at his friend walked in to the kitchen grabbing a bottle of water and and apple before picking up and heading out once more.
He went to the library during his outing to grab some stuff for recreational reading. On his way home he passed the laundry mat his room mate told him about,it was pretty much empty considering the time,beside the old man who apparently worked there,and the familiar form of a certain girl from earlier in the day.
"Marylin." Roel said to himself with a sly grin as he made the decision to enter the business.
She was sitting on top a washer staring at the dryer in front of her while the clothes inside spun around and around,she had ear buds in her ear and a purple iPod sitting next to her. He slowly walked up beside her,and yanked one earbud out of her ear. Roel expected to startle her but did not expect her to jump and instantly bring her knees up and stick on foot out,seeming as if she would kick if if need be.
He smiled at her and gave a slight wave,and she let her foot down along with the rest of her body.
"Hey Marylin,nice socks." He greeted her with a smile glancing at her knee high socks that said I love>
"Uh,thanks." She said. He could tell she was confused as to why he was there.
"I was passing by on my way home,and I noticed you were in here alone soooo..."
"I come here at this time to do my laundry because there are usually very few to no people,I like doing my laundry in peace." The dryer buzzed and she put her dry clothes in the basket and carried them to some folding tables at the other end of the building. Roel followed her,and observed as she folded her clothes. She was apparently the kind of person who showed much disreguard to the colors and whites should be serparated when doing laundry.
"Do you not separate your clothes?" He asked. She shook her head no.
"I tend to buy my stuff via thrift. Well worn enough to not have to worry about separation. But when I do buy new stuff I will seperate them until they have been washed a few times...and I don't fold socks. I hate folding socks." She started to then load the folded clothes into a tiny cart that had two wheels on the bottom,then she handed the old man back the laundry basket she was using.
"So which way do you live." She answerd him by pointing.
"That way." She added a nod.
"Well ma'am,I do believe we are heading in the same direction. Shall we walk together?"
She did not respond right away,Roel could tell that she was still very unsure of his motives. Still she just stood there looking at him,as if trying size him up,her eyebrows raised ,her eyes the only thing making any movement.
"Sure." She shrugged her shoulders and started walking ,with her cart in tow.
Roel was super excited by this alone,it was a step,and with a slight spring in his he walked along side Marylin in silence as they strolled toward each desired destination.
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