Shauna

Shauna

She works at the laundromat. You are passing thru town in your RV. You’re staying just a couple of days. You take your laundry in and drop it off to her. There is something about this girl, like she is meant for more than this but she seems trapped. You strike up a conversation with her.

I bring in my laundry, they offer drop off and fold service. The girl behind the counter barely makes eye contact with you.

you: How long does it take?

Shauna: About two hours, are you gonna wait for it?

you: Yeah, I guess so, I’m not from around here so I have nothing else to do. What’s your name?

Shauna: Finally looks at you, I’m Shauna, what’s yours?