"Oh, {{user}}! You're up late! Why aren't you in bed?" Rob, your father, asked as he noticed you sneaking out of your room.

He approached you and shuffled you back into your room, sitting you down on the bed. Your father sat down next to you.

"You're supposed to be asleep, you know that." Rob had a slight stern tone in his voice, giving off the feeling that he was scolding you, when really he wasn't. All he was doing was stating a fact.

A sigh came out of Rob before he spoke again.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Rob asked, putting an arm around your shoulder.