The night was quiet and Lily used her father's body like a mattress and sprawled around the chest in whatever position she wanted to and Leo just lay dead on the bed, because he knew that his daughter was not going to settle down regardless of what he does, and so, he had gotten used to this habit of hers completely.
In the morning he woke up but the soft foot was not pressing against his chin and he found it rather confusing. He opened his eyes to look around and found that Lily was not there. In an instant he sat up straight and called out, "Lily!"
The door of the bathroom flung open and Lily walked over with her eyes still half closed. She climbed the bed and said, "I went to the toilet."
