Rowan PoV

It was a couple of days later, it was around half 3 in the fucking morning, and I had decided that I was going to have a shower so that I could kill some time, because I couldn't sleep, not a big surprise there.

Do, Re, Mi from The Sound of Music was stuck in my head for some bloody reason, so I was singing it to try and get it out of my head, or make it worse, who knew at this point?

"Do, a dear, a female deer, Re, a drop of golden sun, Mi, a name I call myself, Fa, a long, long way to run, So, a needle pulling thread, La, a note to follow So, Te, a drink with jam and bread, and that'll bring us back to Do, oh, oh"

I started to rinse the shampoo from my hair, as you do in the shower.

"When you know the notes to sing, you can sing most anything, when you know the notes to sing, you can sing most anything"

I stepped out of the shower, wrapped my towel around me and went to my room to get dressed since I had really given up on sleeping that night and I didn't want to get into pyjamas again when I was going to get into my uniform a couple of hours after that.

After I was actually dressed and ready for the day, I went into the Kitchenette and made myself a cup of tea, Mikey then walked in with a proper shit eating grin filling up his entire face, which I was confused about but then it made sense.

"Morning Mikey"

"Morning little miss songbird"

"You fucking heard me!?"

"(Chuckles), well yeah, I couldn't sleep, I was going to have a shower but then I found that you were already in the shower singing Do, Re, Mi from the sound of music"

"So did I sound like shit or what mate?"

"Nah Ro, you actually sounded like West End material"

"(Snorts), Mikey, it's too early in the morning for you to be shitting me this hard"

"But I ain't even shitting you though Ro"

"(Snorts), yeah ok"

"Why don't you believe me?"

"Because I ain't West End material Mikey"

"But I wouldn't lie to you about this Ro"

I rolled my eyes and then finished making the teas, since we both needed a cup of tea, (me more so than Mikey but we'll go off sis).

We watched some old Tom and Jerry cartoons, because you can't go wrong with watching Tom and Jerry, (unless it's the god awful movie where both Tom and Jerry talk, then I will tell you to fuck off).

Dad came in at about half 4, looking like he had a decent nights sleep, (for him), and sat in between Mikey and I.

"What are you two doing up?"

"Watching Tom and Jerry, duh"

"That's not what Dad meant Ro"

"She knows that Buba"

"Says the man that doesn't really have a sleep schedule himself"

"I never anything about me having a good sleep schedule"

"So you admit that you don't have a sleep schedule"

"I fucking walked into that one, didn't I?"

"No shit Daddyo"

"Hey Rowan, don't start with the sass right now"

"Yeah well they say that the apple doesn't fall from the tree"

"What are you trying to get at Ro?"

"I'm the apple and you're the tree, it couldn't have been any more fucking obvious that you're the tree in the metaphor"

Dad then rolled his eyes at me and then he sat down between Mikey and I as we continued to watch Tom and Jerry.

"So, why didn't you sleep last night?"

"Why do you think that I didn't sleep last night?"

"Because you had a shower before half 4 in the morning, nobody that slept well would do that kiddo"

"You might be right about that then"

"(Snorts), I know that I'm right about that Sweetheart"

"Dad sometimes you're a dick"

"(Snorts), aw you poor didums"

Dad then kissed my forehead and Mikey's forehead (Mikey had fallen back to sleep) and then he wrapped his arms around us both, as though to tell us that he's chill.

"Dad"

"Yeah Ro"

"When did you realise that you had a shit sleep schedule?"

"Well, at first I thought that I was just trying to get back to a normal sleep schedule from you as a baby not sleeping through the night but my sleep schedule never recoverd"

"So it's my fault-"

"No, it's not your fault that my brain doesn't like sleep-"

"You haven't properly slept since I was born-"

"I made the decision to be a parent so that's not your fault Buba"

"I still feel bad"

"I know that Baby, I know"