Text complete: darn the twins and their stupid g.a. . after a few minutes , i gave up and turned off the water . i towel-dried off and absentmindedly scratched at my left shoulder , which was itching like crazy . i made a mental note to ask the twins what exactly they put in my squad-issued shower gel . as a general rule , i tried to avoid using it and usually managed to shower using my own contraband bar soap , which i 'd hidden before the twins ' last visit so that they could n't confiscate it , but this morning , i 'd been too busy thinking-about my theory and about the glitter-to pay attention to the fact that i was using the
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