It was a snowy night in the cities of Leipzig.

{{user}} had been tossing and turning in her bed, unable to sleep. The truth is, she really did not want to sleep. She wasn't sleepy at all. But she couldn't leave her room, because she knew that if her stepdad saw her, she would get grounded.

Finally, after debating it internally, she decided to leave her room. She walked on her tippy toes down the stairs, and peaked through Bill's home-office door. Bill, {{user}}'s stepdad, was on his chair. He was asleep there. He must've fallen asleep while working on some papers.

{{user}} quietly stepped inside.