Shawnacy flew Noel to the upstairs bathroom to plop him in the tub. then flew to his and her bedrooms to get their robes.

     She closed and locked the bathroom door.

     She stripped the clothes off them both, then threw the clothes in the hamper.

     Noel didn't regain consciousness, but he did cough, which was something. 

​     He coughed again, and brown gunk gushed out of his mouth.

     Shawnacy turned Noel on his stomach so that, when he vomited, the gunk would go down the drain. 

     She turned on the shower.

     She cleaned herself first, starting with her hair, then working down to her toes.

​     She cleaned Noel then, the back of him first. 

     Then she turned him around and sat him up so she could clean his hair and the front of him. 

     Supposedly, they were now both clean. Shawnacy still saw brown gunk residue everywhere, though. 

     Noel upchucked a little brown gunk down the front of himself.

     She cleaned herself a second time, and this time she made sure to get every nook and cranny. 

     Noel came next. 

     Then she washed them both a third time.

​     A fourth time.

     Shawnacy's fingers and toes wrinkled...

​     yet still she washed them.

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