As soon as Mick opened his door and stepped out, he heard something get set off. The door swinging open pulled on a string that had been rigged to suspend a bucket over the doorway. Mick could not react fast enough as the bucket tipped over, showering him with gross, dirty water.
"Oh, come on!" Mick exclaimed. He looked down to see his clothes were now soaked and dirty, not to mention the rest of him. "What the hell?"
Annoyed, he looked left and then right. There was no one in the hallway. In fact, most people had gone home for the break already. "Sarah?" Mick called out. "Maddy? Brooklyn?" No response.
Mick let out a heavy sigh, then returned to him room after making sure the trap was disconnected from his door. He then stripped down and cast his dirty clothes aside. First he needed a nice relaxing shower, then he would get answers.
Once the water in the shower was up to temperature, he got in and set about washing himself, especially his hair. Aside from his clothes, that had gotten the most dirty. Once he was clean, he spent a few extra minutes in the shower relaxing before getting out.
After drying off, it was time to get dressed. That's when it hit Mick ... literally all his clothes had been in the laundry and now they were gone. He had no choice but to wear some of the clothes Sarah had left behind.
Mick gulped as he approached the laundry basket. What was he going to wear?
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