~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Time to do laundry! Jory hadn't much experience with that besides that one time when the washing machine suddenly stopped working at home and he had helped his mother as she was sick. "Hey, guys! he called to everyone in the room as he entered. ''Hi Mr Firth, Mr Kitridge!'' His arms were filled with sheets, pillow cases, robes and pajamas. He didn't mind doing this by hand, anyway. He had an idea as to how it was supposed to be done.
Laundry on the floor in a neat pile, Jory grabbed a tub, added a bit of detergent and then added cool water. Grabbing the pile up again, he soaked them in the sudsy water after which he added more water to completely immerse them. "Sooo, anybody need any help?'' He was sure everyone did not know how to do this.
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