Laundry Room

Thirty minutes after its residents left, Tree peeked her head out of Carter's room. Looking around, she saw the hall was empty and took the opportunity to make a run for it. She was sprinting down the hall, cupping her chest. She knew from her previous redo that there were no clothes in Carter's room because they were doing laundry. So, she would just have to go down to the laundry room to take their clothes for herself or really any clothes that were there.

"Only one problem," Tree whispered as she darted behind a vending machine near the common area. "I have no idea where the laundry room is."

Tree expected to find the laundry room connected to the thankfully empty common area or at least to find a directory, but there was nothing: just a large sitting area and an elevator. Tree hadn't actually spent much time in the dorms since she joined her sorority almost immediately after getting accepted to university, so she wasn't really familiar with where they placed their amenities.

As Tree came close to giving up, she noticed that near the building's main entrance, there was a reception window. At first, this made her squeal, thinking someone had been watching her prance around the common area in her birthday suit, but she was thankful to report that the window was unoccupied. Calming down, Tree realized the reception area might be the perfect place to find the location of the laundry room. She headed for the door, leading to the receptionist room, but found it locked. Annoyed Tree decided she had **** but to clamber through the open window. At first, this proved somewhat difficult as the window base, which was shaped not unlike a table, was quite slick. Tree eventually managed to get onto the window and planned to lower herself into the room carefully, but just then, a door behind her swung open, and a person entered the room from outside. Startled and **** not to get caught, Tree launched herself into the reception area, slamming hard and painfully onto the floor. The female student who had entered turned her head towards the reception window after hearing the soft slap of Tree's body hitting the tile floor but then chose to ignore it.

"Ow," Tree whispered, raising her head. She felt sore but didn’t let that stop her. Tree stumbled to her feet and began furiously searching for a map of the building. After searching through filing cabinets, cupboards, and drawers, the bare blonde finally found a brochure advertising this dorm back when it was first built.

"Jackpot," Tree cheered as she began sifting through the booklet til she found the building layout. Carter's dorm had three floors, which Tree knew, but what she didn’t know was that it also had a basement that housed the building's boiler room and laundry room. The entrance to which was just down the hall.

"Yes," Tree celebrated, standing up. "Now I can finally get something to wear.

"Maybe you should have thought of that before entering the building."

Tree froze before slowly turning her head to see a young woman, roughly her age, standing at the entrance to the reception area. She had tied-back black hair, glasses, and a very unamused look on her face. Tree quickly moved to cover herself. Placing the brochure over her chest and a hand between her legs. She giggled at how horribly awkward the situation was.

"I can explain."