You’re in the basement of your apartment, standing over an old laundry machine in a dimly lit room. There’s a buzzing coming from the yellow-tinted light, and a faint sound of water dripping from the ceiling. You are putting your laundry away and feel bored. You check your phone, and don’t have any texts from Derrick. When you go to put the coins in before you start the load, the machine jams and you’re unable to do laundry. You think of what to do,