It was still really early in the morning and Bobby kept tossing and turning . "Ugh I can't sleep ." He said to himself while sitting up in his bed after tossing and turning. He wanted to sleep but he couldn't some nights he slept well but early that morning he couldn't for some reason. So he got up and got the book off the shelf and began reading it for a bit until he would fall asleep again.
Bobby flipped through the pages of the book with his finger touching the pages while reading he was indeed enjoying the book. It had been his second time reading the book he had been reading and enjoyed it the second time as well just like he did when he had first read it.
Later on at 2:30 am he had then put the book down on the nightstand,turned off the light then went back to sleep hoping he would sleep better without tossing and turning again of course. Music played quietly in his room on his radio he had in there and sure enough he had slept much better than he did earlier so that was a good thing.
His mom had got up to check some messages then she had went back to bed afterwards and as for his dad well they had no idea what he was doing or where he was he was likely sleeping in a different room or out somewhere.
Later on his father had came back home after he parked the car and went to bed when he got inside the house and sure enough that's where he had been was out somewhere and now he was at home now.