Sunbeam Lair don’t go to prom with your mom

When she was not glutting herself on that delicious creamy liquid from the bed-n'-breakfast, she was sleeping. She often did so away from her siblings; they were too squirmy and noisy. So she found herself isolated from the group, only a leg-length away from the shenanigans, her head gently resting on (what she would later know as) her father's leg.