There wasn't much that Stiles did by clockwork, but sure enough, every Friday afternoon she made her way down to the laundromat to get her laundry for the week done. It was the only afternoon free of any classes, and Scott usually managed to talk her into doing all sorts at the weekend -- from playing lacrosse to seeing live bands. Thus, laundry was done on a Friday.
She tapped her pen at the edge of her notepad, as she worked through the chapter in the textbook they'd been assigned as homework. The distant sound of the washers was barely audible over the music playing through her headphones. Her laundry basket was tucked by her feet as she waited for the cycle to end.
Stiles glanced up when the door opened, revealing what had to be the most attractive guy she'd seen in a long time entering the laundromat. She felt her cheeks heat up as she looked determinedly down at her textbook. Yeah, she did not need to embarrass herself horribly today. She was given enough opportunity to do that on a day-to-day basis.
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Date: 2015-02-28 08:03 pm (UTC)She tapped her pen at the edge of her notepad, as she worked through the chapter in the textbook they'd been assigned as homework. The distant sound of the washers was barely audible over the music playing through her headphones. Her laundry basket was tucked by her feet as she waited for the cycle to end.
Stiles glanced up when the door opened, revealing what had to be the most attractive guy she'd seen in a long time entering the laundromat. She felt her cheeks heat up as she looked determinedly down at her textbook. Yeah, she did not need to embarrass herself horribly today. She was given enough opportunity to do that on a day-to-day basis.