You're laying in your bed and waiting on slumber to claim you. You curl your toes to grasp the sheets beneath your feet, letting the warmth fill you with comfort as you lay with your back turned on the door.
Usually the rain helps you drift off peacefully without the help of music or a TV whirring in the background, but tonight it is of no help. You get up to use the restroom before returning to your bed and with a sigh, roll over and listen to the rain hitting the pavement outside your window.
Half an hour passes. Your door opens. " Good night, Sweetheart."
Without turning to face the door, you mumble 'Nighty night' to your mom before closing your eyes, finally about to nod off.
Then you realize...your mom is out of town for the week and you're home alone.