(FuzzysoulYT, ya wanted this-)
Alex was still up at around 4 a.m., sitting on the couch with headphones out. Music blasted loudly into her ears, probably going to cause future hearing problems but she didn't care.
The fridge opened suddenly, showing the figure of Sebastian. From the dim light the fridge offered, she could see him grab the milk and close the fridge. Still barely able to see his silhouette in the dim sunrise, Alex noted he now sat on the counter.
Casually drinking milk from the bottle.
Alex shrugged slightly to herself, not totally concerned about her father's actions.
Then she Jim walked in and sat up properly from her dramatic position on the couch.
The fridge opened, and she paused her music for a second.
"Where the fuck is the milk?"
Alex stifled laughter, and she could hear a small snort from Sebastian, who now held an empty milk carton.
She unpaused her music and watched in amusement as Jim turned to his husband, and then to the empty milk bottle.
She smiled softly, looking at the time.
Yep, a normal 5 A.M. for the Moran-Moriarty household.
