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Calliope
THERE IS NO TIME or place in which anything I’m doing can ever be
deemed remotely appropriate. A woman simply shouldn’t hide inside a
dryer to escape her ex-boyfriend, especially not inside a dryer full of her
next-door neighbor’s unmentionables. But here I am, holding my knees to
my chest, praying that Sam grabs his things and leaves. Dating the guy two
floors down from me was probably a mistake, to begin with, but now I wish
I’d never even met him while I try not to sneeze from the lint.
Sam opens the washing machine and pulls his clothes out while humming
a commercial jingle. It’s getting stuffy in the dryer, and I’m rethinking
every mistake I ever made with this guy as I lose precious oxygen.
Surrounded by my next-door neighbor Edwin Loughton’s boxers, my life
has reached a new low. One pair has little cacti printed all over them, which
pretty much fits his prickly personality, but it’s also sort of sweet in a my
mom got me these for Christmas kind of way. I don’t know if his mother got
them for him or not, but I’m making up scenarios in my head to kill time
when the door flies open.
Since I’m partially leaning on it, I fall headfirst out of the dryer along
with half of the clothes. Edwin stares down at me with a scowl that could
scare the pants off the most dedicated serial killers, but after two years stuck
living beside Mr. Grumpy McSnarky Pants, I’m used to it. In fact, not only
am I used to it, but he knows he has zero effect on me, so he grumbles and
asks, “Do I even want to know why you are in the dryer?”
I glance around and notice that, mercifully, Sam is nowhere to be found.
“Hiding from Sam.”
Edwin’s black hair is always impeccably combed, which annoys me in
ways I cannot explain. His clothes are never wrinkled, he’s always cleanshaven, and even now—on a Saturday afternoon of doing nothing but
laundry—he is more pulled together than I can ever hope to be. But I
managed to evade Sam, so there’s nothing Edwin can do to put me in a bad
mood.
“Well, can you get out of my clothes so I can rewash them?” His scowl
deepens.
I shove off the floor and start picking up the clothes so he’ll have fewer
reasons to shoot me dark looks. “I’m sorry, I just—”
“Whatever,” he barks, then shoves his cactus boxers and a few shirts into
a washing machine.
“I can pay for—”
“It’s fine.” He shuts the washer door and starts it before sighing as loudly
as any human possibly can, sending a soul-bleeding glare my way, and
huffing out of the laundry room… passing Sam on the way out.
Sam grabs the car keys he’d evidently forgotten on the folding table and
glances up. Immediately, his eyes land on me and go all sappy. “Calliope,
how are you?” he asks, shoving his hands in his pockets with that sheepish,
soulful stare plastered on his face.
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