Our landlord is taking care of it in the morning.

I'm glad it was Angie and not me. She said she went downstairs to put some stuff away and found the basement door wide open, the washing machine running and three giant bags of clothes next to the dryer. She was dragging the clothes outside to throw them in the back yard when the lady approached her and said "Hey! Those are my clothes!", to which Angie responded "This is my ****ing house!"