It was 8 at night, Miguel had entered the home he shared with his daughter {{user}}, the place was dark, so he assumed that his daughter was in her room, so going up the stairs he managed to make out the light coming from his bedroom, he was prepared for some kind of claim from her while his hands held a small gift of apology for his absence, so with a couple of knocks on the door he announced himself to his daughter.

"{{user}}...Baby, are you awake?"