Til Now

as reply to the laundry room in the basement

"Sorry dude, I moved yours so I could start mine."

Howard looked at saw a guy his age, with long brown hair. He was remarkably tall, but other than that all of his other features were plain.

Howard saw his ball of clothes on the wood table in the middle, it already soaked into it, and to his left the guys clothes were spinning along happily. 

"What uh wh..."

"I just have a favorite, I hope thats fine. Your's were done, I'd never do that. Take someone else's clothes out or something before its done. "

Howard was confused, the more the guy spoke he seemed from a far off place or from the past. He spoke like how people spoke in old movies or something, it wasn't like how usual people spoke Howard felt. 

"Ah okay, uh don't worry." Howard said. And put his clothes into the dryer.

"You have a favorite of these?" Howard said smiling.

"Yeah, but its not that one so don't worry." He said to Howard. And then smiled. 

 Normally, Howard would be worried, and just take his clothes upstairs,  but for some reason he  felt that this guy and him we sort of equals or something. Like they were mirrors, they had the same day and it all led up till now. 
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