I dropped the blanket on the floor to form a barrier between my room and the worst of the water, then dashed back to my bed to grab my two trusty body pillows, and laid them out as dams. A few more blankets and pillows, and the tide was blocked. Buckets! Where? Trashcan. Yank out bag, set on floor, put trashcan under hot shower. More buckets.
Votania and I looked at each other and started giggling.
"Well, you finally got me to see you naked!" she said.
There are some things that override modesty, and natural disasters are among them.