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The Mystery of the Toothbrush (Also titled: I feel like Sherlock fucking Holmes)

So in my residence, a bathroom is shared between two rooms. Naturally everyone leaves their things in the bathroom and the drawers for storage.

This includes my electric toothbrush.

Now, when I was getting ready to go out last night, I heard the familiar whirring sound of my toothbrush.

Odd.

Neither of my neighbours has an electric toothbrush to my knowledge. Just to be sure, I stealthily poked around in their respective bathroom drawers to check.

Nope, no electric toothbrush.

Now, at this point I am becoming very suspicious.

However, I deduce that it is entirely possible that one of them has an electric toothbrush plugged into an outlet in their room, which they bring into the bathroom when they use it.

To rule out this possibility, I have placed one of my hairs along the base of the mechanism, just in between the toothbrush bottom and the base of the contraption.

If the toothbrush is removed from the base, the hair will be gone. 

And I will know someone other than myself as used it.

I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE, YOU WANKER

Stay tuned for updates. (If you even care about my paranoid ramblings, that is)