The Billionaire's Fumble

YEAR

st. I'm so proud of you, Victoria."

're only just going to make me feel bad if I don't end up winning."

ing. I'm just happy you're beginning to pu

I'm catching up to the laundromat already." I said,

sure you call me, okay? B

ked crowded, what was I expecting? It was a Sunday evening. I immediately fr

roommate made sure I didn't use the machine in our apartment be

ont of me. I began piling the materials to

that was empty. But just as I was ready to give up hope, I collided into someone, a t

our pile of clothes fall to the ground. Rather than becoming ang

oor taking back our clothes. "Interesting choice of clo

othing yet, they're-

eren't clothing." He interrupte

knew what was happening. He j

so these are like my projects." I exp

ile made me smile back at him. There was something about him that I cou

My name's Victoria. I would have loved to shake your hands, but that would be at

t to listen to again. "We could go the fre

t? No! You probably have a corona, who knows?"

"I don't ha

to make a silly excuse." I sai

sh your stuff or you're going to stand there all day staring a

was good looking, and he most definitely know

other again." He said, smilin

make away the smile he left on my face. "What just happ

of clothes on the stool and running out of the laundromat. Why? To l

arlier. I begged my eyes to work better as I couldn't find the bl

ally run into each other again. I can't even remember his name, I wasn't paying atte