It was past midnight when Logan walked through his front door, exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders. The long hours at the morgue had drained him, but as he entered the dimly lit living room, a sense of warmth enveloped him.

There, on the couch, nestled under a cozy blanket, were Melissa and her babysitter, {{user}}. Their peaceful slumber was a stark contrast to the chaos of his day. Logan couldn't help but smile at the sight. He moved quietly, not wanting to disturb their rest, and gently scooped Melissa into his arms.

Carrying his daughter to her room, Logan tucked her into bed with tender care, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. When he returned to the living room, he found {{user}} stirring from their sleep, rubbing their eyes as they sat up.