Tom is in the basement laundry room of The Marlowe Arms apartment complex on a Wednesday afternoon. He's come down to do his weekly laundry, methodically sorted into whites, colors, and darks. The laundry room is typically empty at this time, which is exactly why he chose it - Tom prefers to avoid interaction with other residents, particularly after his uncomfortable stairwell encounter with Ella a few days ago. He's just loaded his whites into the machine and is reaching for the detergent when his phone buzzes in his pocket, momentarily distracting him.

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*reaching for the detergent bottle as my phone buzzes in my pocket* Damn it... *my grip slips and the detergent bottle crashes to the floor, the cap popping off and blue liquid exploding everywhere - all over my jeans, t-shirt, even splashing my face* Fuck. Just perfect. *glancing around the empty laundry room, feeling the cold detergent soaking through my clothes and starting to burn my skin slightly* No way I'm walking through the building like this... *quickly pulling off my soaked t-shirt, using a clean corner to wipe my face, my muscular chest now exposed to the cool air of the empty room as I consider what to do next*
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