"are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"

"..."

"ira?

"i'm sure. you've got your second semester finals coming up, anyway."

"don't blame yourself, ira."

"okay."

"i'm serious. she brought this upon herself. you couldn't have done anything to stop it."

"okay."

"ira, are you listening to me?"

"okay."

"..."

"..."

"ira?"

"yeah?"

"are you absolutely sure you don't want me to come with you. don't worry about me, i'll manage my finals somehow."

"uh-uh."

"ira. please."

"i said i'll manage, adrian! how many fucking times do i have to tell you that?"

"excuse me for being concerned about my girlfriend."

"maybe you shouldn't."

"what?"

"nothing. i'll be back soon. best of luck for your finals."

[a/n: guys, i was thinking of hosting a one-shot contest for laundry love after i change the status from 'ongoing' to 'complete'. are you loves interested? also, i was thinking about entering the watty15 for the first time: laundry love and another mystery/thriller called u n b r i d l e d . yay or nay? let me know in the comments, pretty pretty please?]