First Love: Part 1
He looks around his simple bedroom: his bed; computer desk, cluttered with papers and notebooks; dresser with a small flat screen television sitting atop; a hamper overflowing with laundry needing to be done.
A Twist of Life Part 4 of ?
A tiny laundry room was open on the corner of the north wall. a new ceiling fan with the plastic still on the blades hung from the living room ceiling. "i like it, but what do you think?" dossy asked as she walked towards the hallway.
The Reluctant Hero
The sweaty blankets i dumped in the laundry with the rest to be washed later. this would be the last time. if this fails, i doubted she would live long enough for me to try again, and even then, she would likely be too far gone.
To Market to Market
Your laundry cleaned? when you come from your headquarters late to your quarters late, dog-sir, because you've been working, is there a hot meal for you? breakfast when you wake? eggs? omelets?
Fatherhood, Resurrected
Roger set himself on filling trash bags with the discarded fast food detritus littering the living room while olivia filled their two laundry baskets with her clothes and her mother's.
Babysitter Sniffer: Chapter 2
Like clean laundry and soap." his answers were becoming robotic. "i don't blame you there, bud. i love the smell of fresh laundry!" nikki forced a smile, defrosting her demeanor a little. she didn't want to frighten him... not too much, anyway.
Spring Cleaning: A Talespin Fanfic
Kit went in the bathroom and placed her wet clothes in a laundry bag. several teen age girls who were passing higher and higher stopped to watch the fourteen year old cub. his chest muscles were clearly visible.
My Little Wolf: Episode 1: Chapter 1
He landed on a basket of laundry. lancer jumped out and began scanning the house. lancer could see several odd things in the human den, there was a large black rectangle, odd squares resting on leg-like things, and weird soft looking cubes.
Eyes like the Forest (7)
The morning passed as she busied herself with many tasks: collecting sticks for a fire, conducting her laundry down to the river where she washed it before hanging it to dry, taking out a rug of woven straw and beating the dust out of it with her thin arms
Woes of a Sophmore Tiger
I switched off my amplifier and walked into the house through the laundry room just then, my cell started ringing. "hello, "i said answering," hi, ichiro, this is leslie."
Cuddler P1
I looked around the room, it was a living room with the kitchen being on the opposite side of the room, the stairs to the next floor being visible on the left side of the room and a door to what i assume is a bedroom or a laundry room on the right.
Awakening
"it's nothing that a little bit of laundry won't solve, right?" daisy's tail slowly started to wag, reassured by her mother's calm demeanor. "yeah..." her mother stood. "good... then get your linens together.