"Go and take a shower, Isaac," I said to him once I opened the door. "Clothes are in the wardrobe, Pyjamas are in the chest of drawers. You're welcome to whatever."

I think I even had a set of Isaac's clothes here from when I had washed them.

Taking the stairs two at a time rather than answer me, the blond-haired boy vanished. Stripping along the way to the washing machine, I was naked by the time I reached it, shoving the clothes in, ready to set them to wash once I had gathered Isaac's as well.

There were two bathrooms, but only one of them had a shower or...