Cleanliness over modesty

Rose looked in the mirror. Her unkept, light brown hair was all over the place. The longest strands of her hair fell to her baby blue T-shirt she had worn to bed, which abruptly ended a few inches above her waist. Where she normally wore pajama pants, was a very minimalistic pair of gray and white striped bikini panties that did little more than cover the essentials from the front and back, hugging her rear tightly enough that little was left to the imagination.

As Rose continued to look down, the sight of her bare, pale legs made her unconsciously rub them together now that she had been reminded just how little her panties covered. She tried pulling her shirt down, but even pulling it down and bending slightly would barely get the shirt to reach her waist. “There’s no way someone can see me like this!” She thought with a blush. A sudden retaliatory idea came into her mind.

“Maybe...I can wash all my pants before anyone gets home...” Rose pondered briefly. She shook her head. “No way! What if they get home early? I won’t have a way to get dressed since the machines can’t be stopped!” She quickly said to herself.

A sniff of the air changed her mindset again. Rose realized the laundry was starting to smell enough that she could smell it from across the room. “I don’t know what that smell is, but I know all my pants HAVE to be washed now” she thought with a grimace towards the basket.

Rose scooped up al the laundry, and stuffed it tightly into the laundry basket by her door. With a great heave, she picked it up and made her way out the door.

As Rose walked down the stairs, she noticed the feeling of walking around pants-less wasn’t quite as bad as she thought. By the time she made it to the living room, she called out a half-joking “Hello?” across the house. With a smile on her face, she strutted across the living room floor towards the hallway her siblings rooms were on.

Now confident in not being seen, Rose placed the heavy laundry basket down in front of the laundry closet with a huff. She had to step away briefly, to give herself a breather from the foul smell. As quickly as possible, she placed as many clothes as could fit inside the washing machine. She sighed, now realizing she would have to run two loads of laundry.

Once the machine was closed, Rose poured a cup of detergent inside the chamber, and pressed the start button. She looked to the remaining pile of clothes, and smiled. “Well, at least if someone comes home early, I have something I can wear.” She said to herself.

Now in a much better mood than before, Rose made her way to the kitchen to make breakfast, her lack of pants now becoming more of an upside than a downside.