39 "It's me time," he said, lowering his pants.

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"It's me time," he said, lowering his pants. His boxers came off next, and soon enough he was standing naked in the hall. He picked up the clothes and started toward the room at the end of the hall. He reached the door then looked at his watch. The roommate would be home in 45 minutes. This was his one chance to wash the only clothes that he owned.

He burst through the door and ran into the washing machine. He shoved the pants, shirt and boxers into it and madly poured in the detergent. He paced anxiously on the tile floor. It was ten minutes in when he realized that he was still wearing his socks. He cursed as he hopped around yanking them off and thrusting them into the wash. His now bare feet tapped the floor until he heard the water drain. He opened it up and began to hand wring out the rest of the water, throwing each item into the prepared dryer.

As he finished with the shirt and shoved it into the dryer he heard the phone ring. No time. He slammed the door shut and slammed the button. The clothes began to dry as he heard the phone continue to ring. He looked around anxiously until the answering machine finally picked up.

“Hey Jim. It’s your roommate Nick, just letting you know I’m off work early and I’ll be there any minute. I was hoping you’d want to grab a bite to eat. Doesn’t look like your there though. Gimme a call,” the message finished with a loud beep.

There wouldn’t be time for the clothes to dry. He put on the still damp clothes and ran out the front door. Fortunately enough for him, Jim and Nick would never find out.