[center][h3]September 5th
2:50 AM
Allan[/h3][/center]

Woken suddenly from a deep, dreamless sleep, Allan lay in bed, eyes wide and staring at the ceiling as one of his roommates, presumably Max, screamed out from one of his nightmares. Bess was curled up on the bed too, but her head was up and ears perked at the horrible sounds that her friend made.

Unable to drift back to sleep, at least for now, he slipped out of bed and into his fuzzy slippers. Bess quietly padded off the bed and joined his side as he yawned and shuffled towards his door, grabbing for the knob in the dark.

He missed, just by a hair.

Allan rubbed the sleep from his eyes, grasped the knob and pulled his door open. He made his way to Max's door, Bess by his side the whole way. When he opened his roommate's door the black lab slipped inside first and leaped deftly onto the bed, bumping her cold, wet nose against his cheek as she sniffed over him in her curiosity and concern. Allan remained in the doorway but switched on Max's room light.

"Max, you okay? I heard you screaming."