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Alex sighs when opening the door that opens to laundromats. he doesn't have many clothes to wash this time around, so it won't take as long as normally. Alex looks around the building to see a couple of people sitting in chairs or putting clothes into the washing machines. He realizes most of them are full so he grabs his back of clothes and walks towards the back, "I should have cleaned them yesterday. I never knew this place can get so busy" Alex thinks
The bag drops with a thud. He opens his plastic bag while opening the machine door, throwing his dirty clothes into the spinning machine.
When it starts to move he walks to the center and puts a couple of coins to pay the guy who works in this dark place.
When he gets back he sits on one of the tables there because all the sets are taken or gross looking. He grabs a box in his pocket, grabbing a cigarette. He brought some this morning because his grandma ran out of some, so he decided to get some himself.
He puts his hand into his pocket to grab a lighter. He has kept this lighter for years now, he doesn't know why. it was from his abusive ex boyfriend after all. "Thank god that bitch he's gone for good now" he thinks after grabbing the lighter.
He puts the fire up to his lips. taking a deep breath in. Letting the smoke consume his lungs before he exhales. letting all the smoke out.
He sighs looking up at the ceiling
"God what am I doing" he drags a hand down his face. The light has a green tint to it
He closes his eyes, putting the stick to his mount once more. His hands find there way to his pants, playing with the string hanging from the holes in his pant
He's laying on the table when he hears footsteps and clothes rubbing against each other
His elbow go against the cool metal table, pulling himself up to see who was walking towards him
He looks up and sees a tall man, his hair is a brown color that's all fluffed up, Alex can see a white streak in his hair even though the man doesn't look that old. The man was wearing a white shirt that had black lines going down it in the front, he wore black jeans
The man is tall looking, probably 6 foot something Alex would assume.
His hair is covering his face, it's brown and fluffy. There is a white streak in his hair, the man doesn't look too old so he thinks it's from stress.
His clothes are normal looking, a button up with thin red lines all over it. Their pants were just a plane black color, matching Alex's
"You have another smoke on you?" The taller one asks calmly. Alex wasn't prepared for the other to talk. He hasn't talked to anyone in days, so his social skills are..bad.
"uh- yeah I do, you want it?" of course he wants one that's why he asked!- the man lets out a small chuckle, that pulled Alex out of his mind "Well yeah"
Alex pulls out the box of cigarettes and gives him one of the sticks "Thanks" Alex nods and faces back up to the ceiling to try and think of what just happened- the stranger sits next to him
"So what's your name" he asked looking at the smaller, Alex looks up while speaking "why are you talking to me"
He shrugs "you looked like a interesting guy" he pauses for a moment, breathing his smoke in, before speaking again "I already know some regulars here and they are quite boring"
Alex hums in response.
"Alex, Alex is my name" he says while letting the smoke out of his mouth
"Well, hi Alex, I'm Wilbur, Wilbur soot. nice to me meet you" he puts his hand out to shake but Alex ignores his jester
"So how long have you been coming here?" Wilbur says
'what type of question is that' Alex snorts "I don't know man..this is a laundromats, your asking me like we are in jail"
“Sorry” Wilbur apologizes to Alex
Wilbur perks up noticing something on Alex’s sweater, “What band is that? The pin on your sweater i mean” he says curiously
He turns to him “It's from backseat headrest. Ever heard of em?” he shifts so he is sitting on the table, looking at the man
“No I haven't, I'll make sure to listen to them when I'm free”
Wilbur gets up, taking the stick out of his mouth. Holding it in his hands, “Thanks for the cigarette-” he waves the stick to show it to Alex “-but I have to get going now. I have a thing with family, yk” he smiles
“Yeah..no problem” he shifts awkwardly
“See you around!” he starts to walk backwards
“Yeah, see you around tall man”