[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

POLKA DOT: I haven’t talked to Roulette myself, but from what I hear, it’s kinda…skittish.
POLKA DOT: So you might want to be gentle with it. 
POLKA DOT: I dunno why you can’t just talk to both though, if they’re always together.
POLKA DOT: Like, if they’re both at an event like a thrift trip or a trip to the library, that’s fair game, right?
TIMOTHY: I guess so…
TIMOTHY: We’ll see how it goes, then.
 

One of the machines beeps, Tim standing up and checking it out.

TIMOTHY: Oh! My stuff’s all dry!
TIMOTHY: I should probably get dressed and take my stuff back…
 

Both you and Willow avert your eyes as he pulls on a sweater and shorts- you doing it more out of following Willow’s lead than any actual embarrassment. The scottie drapes his work outfit over his arm, giving the two of you a grateful wave. 

TIMOTHY: Thanks for the conversation…don’t stay out too late!
 

As he leaves, Willow shuffles out of her own chair, gesturing to her washer.

WILLOW: We should…check our clothes too.
WILLOW: You know. To transfer them.  
 

You nod and get yourself up, both of you walking over to check on things- both washers beep in unison, just as you get close, and you remind yourself that that’s just how things are here. Magically “convenient”.

WILLOW: Just take them to an open dryer and throw them in…it’s easy.
POLKA DOT: I got it.
 

You shuffle your laundry over, a bit surprised at how heavy even just a little clothing is when wet- but you manage to get it rolling just as Willow does, heading back over to your seats.

WILLOW: ….
 

And now it’s just you two.