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"********, you were off to such a good start..." Nick said, her voice laced with biting sarcasm. She rubbed at her back where she had tripped up her guest, and took her time getting up. Just in case he was going to throw up again, it was safer to stay behind him.

After a minute she grabbed him by the back of the shirt, and began to pull him back to the plastic-covered bed. "What did I ******** tell you about lying down? Now my ******** carpet is covered in barf and you're gonna owe me one big time."

She pushed him in the direction of the bed and pointed a finger at him again. "Don't ******** get up. Unless you plan on cleaning the damn carpet."

Then she left him alone in the room once again.

Nick was not gone long. She had suffered through enough chores to know exactly where the industrial strength carpet cleaner was, and although all the chemicals in the world couldn't save her mattress, it would be enough for vomit on the carpet. Like the pro she was, she had replaced the odour of barf with the clean scent of clorox in no time at all.

"You still ******** alive?" She poked Ian on the shoulder, giving him a skeptical look. As though maybe he had thrown up again and suffocated on it during the time she had been retrieving supplies.

Satisfied that he had not died a pathetic death on her bed, the girl left to return the cleaning supplies. There was the sound of muttering and cursing as she closed the door behind her.