Chapter 8: Shower

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I finish dinner quickly, and so does everyone else. I guess no one was very hungry.

I excuse myself to my room, where I immediately take off my clothes, and slip into the shower.

The showers are one of the very few things I like about the Capitol. There are about 7 different settings, and you get to choose any of them you want.

I like to think of them as moods. If I'm sad, I'll go onto the 'Gentle' setting. If I'm mad, I'll go onto the 'Prickly' setting.

I really need to calm down, so I go onto my favorite setting, Massage. I make the water really hot, just how I like it.

I feel every drop of water, hitting my back softly, then dripping down to the

floor.

I take an extremely long shower. When I get out, I look at the clock, and it says 1:37 A.M. I calculate that I was in the shower for 1 hour and 12 minutes.

I dry off, and slip into the pajama pants I brought into the bathroom with me. The soft flannel feels good on my tired legs.

I leave the bathroom a mess; after all, who's cares, it's the Capitol. I open the door to my bedroom, and to my surprise, there's Annie, laying on my bed, watching TV.

"Hey cutie," she says to me, "It's about time!"

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