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I picked up one of the bath bombs—and then realized it was something different.
A shower bomb?
Weird.
I’d never heard of them, but I wasn’t hugely into scented lotions and things. Up until recently, my classes had all of my attention. Lately, I was stretched between my classes and my obsession over whether or not werewolves existed.
I set the shower bomb back down, and found what I was looking for.
A neat row of nail polishes, lined up against a small stack of folded hand towels.
They were all the fancy, expensive ones that I’d sometimes stare at for a minute before grabbing the two-dollar ones off the other shelf.
And sure enough, they were all in dark colors.
