Benny Watts Imagines

Laundry

"In there?"

"Yeah"

I pulled the bag a little to peek inside "Ahhh I'm not putting my laundry in with yours!"

"Why not?"

"Because that's gross!"

"But we're taking it to clean? So what does it matter?"

"It just does Benny!"

"You can put it in the bag or you can carry all your laundry by hand, up to you"

I sighed and out of my clothes, getting my bag and my shoes as he got his shoes and his jacket grabbing the bag and putting it over his shoulder

"Come on then," he says heading out so I followed him he locked the door behind us and we headed up to the dirty New York streets I followed him down the pavement past cars and trash bags for a good while, it felt like we'd been walking forever at least ten blocks by now until finally we arrived at a little hole in the wall laundromat between a record store and a pizza place we headed inside and it was much as you'd expect a little place with a line of washers on one side and dryers on the other a few tables and chairs in the middle and the back wall has a few vending machines on it and a change machine in the centre.

"This is where you do laundry?"

"Well yeah?" He shrugs slipping his jacket off throwing it over a chair and bumping the bag In Front of a machine heading to the back getting change from the machine "You can pop the first load on" he says throwing me a coin from the machine

"I am not touching your underwear"

"I didn't ask you to,"

I sighed and put the first of what I'm sure will be many loads in "washing powder?" I asked

"Uhhh cherry blossom, clean linin, or tropical?"

"Whatever cheapest"

"They all the same"

"Cherry"

"Alright, here," he says getting it from the machine and throwing it over so I put the laundry on and sit at the table

"So we're just gonna sit here all day?"

"Yep"

"Why not go back to the basement?'

"Because by the time you walk back to the apartment, it'll be time to turn around and walk back and the machine will just have finished" he explained sitting down too "It's up to you"

"Fine" I sighed "Why do you come here though? It's dead and it's so far from your apartment? You're not telling me this is the only laundromat in New York?"

"I like this place, it's quiet. Everything is machined so I don't have to deal with people, it's cheap, and the place next door does great pizza"

"The more I get to know you the weirder I think you are Benny" I sighed

"Thanks?"

'It wasn't a compliment"

"I'm taking it as one" he shrugs getting a deck box from his jacket pocket opening it up pulling out a very nice deck of cards which he shuffled in his hand "You can pick"

"Poker"

"AHH nothing to bet with I don't play poker unless I'm better try again'

"fine rummy then" I answered so he shuffled and dealt the cards letting us play for a while "Why do you use this place? really?" I asked as he put the next load on

"You really wanna know?" He sighed

"Yeah,"

"Fine" He sighed sitting back in his seat, "The Guy who owns this place, and the two places next door"

"The pizza and the record store?"

"Yeah, he's also my landlord"

"Okay..."

"So long as I pay my rent I get free pizza and free records, he even takes money off my rent when I do my laundry here"

"Hu... What a nice man"

"Yeah he's great, and I like helping him out. he's doing his best to make it on his own and get out of the family business"

I was confused a moment before it clicked "Holy god- If your landlord is a maf-"

"Yes. His dad runs the New York Mafia. He wants to go straight so I'm more than happy to help"

"Your life is insane"

"At least it's not boring."

"I'd argue this is incredibly boring"

"I don't know, I like the quiet routine of it all"

"Had it ever occurred to you Benny that you're boring?"

"I think I'm pretty damn excited"

"Do you? Really? Like honestly Benny?"

"My life is very exciting."

"Sitting in a laundromat for six hours? Watching your underwear go round and round?"

"I don't know," he says "I've heard many lovely ladies complimenting the excitement of washing machines"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm sure many ladies find washing machines exciting." He says

"Do they?"

"I have read."

"Read?

"I have read. Such."

"Ohh in your pervy penthouse magazines?"

"I'm simply saying most girls would like being able to sit on a washing machine for a few hours"

"I doubt that"

"I don't know, I'm sure this would be more exciting if you sat yourself on the washing machine" he smirked

"That's not a real thing Benny"

"I'm sure it does"
"Its not"

"You willing to prove that?"

"I'm not sitting on a washing machine to amuse you"

"It's not going to amuse me it's to prove if it's true or not"

"You're disgusting" I sighed getting up and grabbing my bag "I'm going next door for pizza,"