He threw the shirt back into the drum, poured in a capful of fabric softener, and slammed the door shut. He pressed 'Start'. He wasn't going to let the machine know he was afraid of it. But next time, he decided, he was definitely checking the pockets.
Elias fell backward, the plastic cap flying across the room. But his victory was short-lived. The trickle from the open hatch instantly became a geyser. blocked washing machine