Although the vacation itself was a week long, due to all the antics that Leo had comitted, it seemed as though an eternity had passed by the time I had arrived back in my own house.
Seemingly exhausted for 'playing around' way too much during the holidays, Leo did not have the mood to bother with me during the flight back to the West Coast, simply going directly to sleep the second he sat down in his the Business Class cabin. Since he directly went off to dreamland without saying anything, I had to look after him and place all of his items on the overhead compartments before helping him put on his seatbelt, thinking, "At least look after your own things! You would've troubled all the flight attendants if you were to leave your stuff in the corridor like that!"
However, since Leo was already fast asleep, I did not have the heart to wake him up, gritting my teeth with a grievance before returning to my own seat.