Sunday, September 23, 2012

Sunday FTP


Clink, clank, clink was the familiar refrain as she dropped the coins in the slot. Closing the door she doubled checked to make sure it was locked in place. Up on tiptoe she opens the bottle and attempts to pour without the ability to fully see her target. Splat, small droplets hit the top of the machine and the purple liquid runs down the side of the bottle.

Push the button, wrong button. Try again, extra wash and extra rinse. Start. The clothes begin to spin and the water starts to splash against glass. Soap suds cascade down the front of the machine, time to begin figuring out dryers to use. Laundry day means hours of mindless repetition.

The word is splash and comes in at 118 of the 125 word limit for September.
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