Like Father Like Daughter.

Daddy, having gotten back from work and headed off to bed, was a little surprised seeing that i grabbed a torch and ended up headfirst next to him on the bed with my books. He found out when his right heel bumped into my nose.

“Next time, I’d rather you re-locate your nose, i was just falling asleep ya moftareya”

“haha aww sorrryyyyyyy my nose got in the way of your foot, terribly sorry”

“You can turn on the lights if you want”

“Nopies."

Then, half an hour into it, I find him chuckling in his sleep.

“What. Haha what? what?”

“When i had troubles focusing with my work i used to grab my books and study under the bed, under the couch or under my desk. Sometimes I used to grab a cardigan and sleep there too. And when it got too hot i used to put ice cubes on the floor in front of the fan.”

“My god you’re ancient”

“Ana mozz”

Then my mom asked the most pivotal question.

"How old were you? 10?”

“..f Sanaweyya 3amma.”