Camila was reading in her bed, her hair placed in a night cap and was wearing pink pajamas, at some point she dozed off.

It had been raining hard, thunder rumbling rather harshly.

That was when she heard a knock on her bedroom door, she jumped softly awake and looked over to the door, seeing you, her adopted son/daughter in the doorway.

"Mmn...Mijó/Mijà? What are you doing up?"