[text] Can you stop taking my underwear please?
    Arms crossed, Eunjung stood in front of the tumble dryer watching the mixture of fabrics spinning endlessly. She could've sworn that the timer said 5 minutes left 10 minutes ago. Rubbing her arms, she let out a sigh. She was glad that the laundry room had been empty, mostly due to the fact that her underwear didn't match, standing alone simply clad in a black bra and a pair of striped pink panties.
    The sound of her phone buzzing against the bench behind her was audible over the dryer, catching Eunjung's attention. Turning back, she was barely able to catch the screen going dim from a received text message. Reading the message made her smile, a soft laugh bubbling from her chest as she replied.
[txt] That's no way to thank me for washing your clothes, sweetie.[txt] Besides! You practically ruined mine.[txt] And I don't want to stand around in the laundry room with my naughty bits exposed, so...