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Gid
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"Ow!"
Scratching the back of my neck, Gid stands still...
"What the hell was that?"
Continuously, he doesn't stop scratching...
He can't stop...
He doesn't know why...
It should hurt...
But...
...
Why?
...
...
Why doesn't it hurt?
To be honest...
Gid was feeling good...
He was feeling REAL GOOD...
...
"Odd..."
"I can't seem to stop..."