This reminds me of doing laundry at my old apartment. The machines were down in the basement. It was a shared basement, but if I was doing laundry late at night, it was deserted. Usually, I'd put of doing laundry until the very last possible moment. That usually meant to the point where I no longer had anything clean to wear.
If I was fast, I could strip down and wash everything at once. And I never got caught.
Sometimes, though, I kind of hoped I would have gotten caught.
