⠀⠇ laundry room!

@im nayeon. The tune of a recent top 10 song rang through the corridors in a whistle, followed by the light taps of adidas slippers matching to the beat. It was the perfect day to do laundry for a certain tall, young man. Well, any day would be perfect thanks to his lenient work schedule. If it wasn't for his laziness, the piled-up laundry would have been done weeks ago but of course his love for naps always got in the way. Though, it was a wonder how a freshly moved tenant would have such an amount of untouched laundry, but that wasn't something he was about to reveal.
Eunseok had noticed how quiet the laundry room seemed until he reached the entrance to find a frail lady deep in thought, stopping his whistling. She seemed concerned over what looks to be the instructions for the machines, but the man deemed it as none of his business and quickly struts past her. There was a deafening silence as his company hasn't appear to notice him while he quickly skims through the instructions and immediately recognizes the system; something he had already encountered from his previous home. A quick glance was all it took for Eunseok to notice the female was having trouble with the machines, her fingers tapping on her phone and animated question marks appearing above her head.
It was never in Eunseok's temper to mingle with other's problems, but he did know wanting fresh clothes but not knowing how was frustrating; hence why he was in the laundry room in the first place.
"Um,, excuse me." What he didnt expect was the wide-eyed state of shock, "Do you need some help?"
The only acts of sympathy he could give were the simple "ah"s and "oh"s as she explains her little blunder before carefully taking her phone to scroll up and down the app. Ah, there it is. A simple misspelling of the email host. Eunseok quickly fixes the typo and moves onto the next step of finding the machine to link to before giving back the phone. "It's already set up and done. You just have to do what you need and press start."

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It has been a whirlwind of a moving week for Nayeon. She came from her family home in a small sea town close to Ansan, where she had only ever used the washer and dryer her mother owned. The town didn't have something as high tech as the washer she was currently looking at, her laundry basket empty by her feet as she closely inspects the instructions on how to pay of which were written on the instructions at the top of the machine. Her eyebrows knit together, phone out as she was failing to setup the account needed to link to the Bluetooth system the washers and dryers here use. her bottom lip into , she sinks her shoulders in discouragement, unsure how to continue forward. A voice startles her, the librarian jolting and clutching at her chest with a sharp turn of her head. "Do you need some help?" She blinks at the stranger offering aid, a tiny bit of blush staining her cheeks due to embarrassment as she quickly swallows and flashes a smile. "Oh my god- I am so bad with high tech things. I think I messed up setting this system up?" She holds out her phone with a bashful grimace.