[Dean found the laundry room with relatively little trouble. There was no one else in there, which was a good thing, since he still had a mess of visible hickeys on his neck. Also, he could use a bunch of washers at once and get it done more quickly.]

[He didn't much care about sorting, so he tossed all his clothes in one washer. He made an effort to sort Sam's, separating them into different loads. All together, he used up four washers.]

[While the laundry was going, he pulled a muscle car magazine from his bag and climbed up to sit cross-legged on one machine. After a few minutes, a thought struck him and he slipped his phone out of his pocket, tossing off a quick text to his brother.]

Study harder!!