“Couldn’t sleep?” A familiar soothing voice called out and I turned around to see my father grinning down at me softly.
His eyes crinkling in delight at seeing me home again. I smiled at him letting out a small breathy laugh nodding. He took a seat on the couch beside me and I tucked my legs further into my chest to give him room.
“It’s so nice to see you him baby doll.” My father says handing me a cup of steaming tea but I shake my head, knowing full well he had brought that for himself.
My father and I, we were what one could call occasional insomniacs and both addicted to tea.
My father always made himself tea when he couldn’t sleep but gladly passed it over to me when he found me to be awake.
“It’s nice to be home.” I said smiling at him and grabbing the tea as he refuses to take
