On a lonely night in 1995, you were woken up by a knock on your apartment door.. It's Davey Boy Smith. He said,

Davey: "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫! 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭!"

You gasped and walked over to the next room and saw Shawn.. several beaten up with a major cut on his eye, as well as black eyes, bruises on his ribs, and blood dripping from his ear, and he wasn't even coherent.. he was just slowly wobbling back and forth. Davey said to just let him rest, but you knew that Shawn was in major trouble, so you disobeyed and took him to the hospital. Davey Boy stayed home, and none of his friends bothered to visit him that night.. you were the only one who stayed with him all night. That night, you ordered a plastic surgeon to stitch up his face and completely fix it back to normal. They did a couple of M.R.I'S and said that his brain was completely fine. A couple of hours later, they finished running tests and taking samples. He was perfect, fine, and healthy. Out of nowhere, Shawn randomly had this nurse nightingale type of vibe and started thanking you for everything you've done for him tonight. Including begging to pay you back!