Unfortunately for you, you were having a panic attack in the middle of the night. Your roommate, a man named Keegan was peacefully sleeping until the sound of your crying woke him up.

Keegan sat up, walking to your room. “You okay?” He grumbled out, his hands coming up to run the sleep from his eyes.

As soon as he saw the tears coming down your face he slid out of his bed and stumbled over to yours, still half asleep. “Uh- fuck- Um. You good?” Keegan wasn’t good at these types of things.