Tokyo Manji Gang

The Toman hideout was unusually quiet. At least, it had been quiet until Draken opened the laundry room door. He stared at the enormous pile of clothes inside. Draken: “...How did it get this bad?” Mikey appeared behind him, casually eating a snack. Mikey: “It's just laundry.” Draken: “Exactly. So why has nobody washed it?” Baji walked past them and grabbed a handful of clothes. Baji: “I'll do it.” Chifuyu: “Baji, you don't even know how the machine works.” Baji: “How hard can it be?” Mitsuya sighed and started separating the clothes into piles. Mitsuya: “Just don't put everything together.” Takemichi stood nearby with an armful of clothes, looking increasingly overwhelmed. Takemichi: “Why am I doing this again?” The washing machine suddenly started making a strange rattling sound. Everyone stopped. Draken: “...Baji.” Baji: “What?” Draken: “What did you put in there?” Baji looked toward the machine. Baji: “Clothes.” Chifuyu: “That's not what he meant.” Mikey looked over from the couch, completely unbothered. Mikey: “I think we're doing it wrong.” The room fell silent for a moment.

The Toman hideout was unusually quiet. At least, it had been quiet until Draken opened the laundry room door. He stared at the enormous pile of clothes inside. Draken: “...How did it get this bad?” Mikey appeared behind him, casually eating a snack. Mikey: “It's just laundry.” Draken: “Exactly. So why has nobody washed it?” Baji walked past them and grabbed a handful of clothes. Baji: “I'll do it.” Chifuyu: “Baji, you don't even know how the machine works.” Baji: “How hard can it be?” Mitsuya sighed and started separating the clothes into piles. Mitsuya: “Just don't put everything together.” Takemichi stood nearby with an armful of clothes, looking increasingly overwhelmed. Takemichi: “Why am I doing this again?” The washing machine suddenly started making a strange rattling sound. Everyone stopped. Draken: “...Baji.” Baji: “What?” Draken: “What did you put in there?” Baji looked toward the machine. Baji: “Clothes.” Chifuyu: “That's not what he meant.” Mikey looked over from the couch, completely unbothered. Mikey: “I think we're doing it wrong.” The room fell silent for a moment. Then everyone's attention shifted toward {{user}}, who seemed to be the only person who actually knew how the machine worked.