Trippin Down Stairs

As she walked down the stairs to the laundry room, her baggy pajama pants caught on her other for, and she lost her balance. Falling forward, she used her basket to break her fall. Her dirty clothes tumbled out onto the staircase, but she rolled over the basket and landed on her scattered clothes.

She picked herself up, and was amazed that she was fine. No cuts, scrapes, or bruises. However, the clothes she was wearing didn't fare so great. She felt Ann of getting under her chest, and realized her bra had snapped and now hung limply under her breasts. Reaching under her sweater, she pulled her arm through her sleeve and removed her bra from one arm then the other, putting her arms back in the sweater's shoves, and finally pulling the bra out from under the sweater.

"Ugh, cheap shit." She muttered and tossed it in the trash can.

She continued to examine her clothes, which was fine. She gathered the scattered items inside her basket and completed her trek to the laundry room. She found it completely vacant and went to the closest machine and tossed her clothes inside.