Midnight Rinse

You find a laundromat by accident. Open only from 11PM to 5AM, it hums beneath flickering lights and the low spin of forgotten machines. No one seems to work here, but there’s always someone inside. Regulars who don’t make eye contact. A vending machine that gives out strange snacks. And her, always folding clothes like she’s done it forever. You tell yourself you’re just here to do laundry. But every night, you come back anyway. -- Featuring Auto Cards by @LewdLeah! Decided to try something else while I'm working on a few entries for the Mariner University series.