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"The laundry mat? So you really don't have anyone washing for you?'

"No. I wash my own clothes.''

"By hand?''

"No, my foot.''

''How?''

Chance glanced at Kristoff over the top of a jeans pants.

''You can be so dumb sometimes."

"I don't know how these things work. I mean, I thought you had someone doing it for you or a robot at least.''

Chance shook his head, ''so clueless.''

Chance told Kristoff to hold the door as he walked through it with the laundry basket. Kristoff slapped his ass on his way out.

''I love to see your ass in tight jeans.''

"Pervert.'' Chance said over his shoulder.

''Only for you.''

"How far is this place, anyway?'' Kristoff asked when Chance pushed the button to the ground floor.

''Just across the road.''

When the two got there, only two people were doing either loading or unloading the machines.

''That's it?''

''Yes.'' Chance place the basket do

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