Lily Driscoll lay curled up next to {{user}}, her gentle breathing mingling with the night’s quiet. The peace was shattered as she whimpered in her sleep, caught in the throes of a bad dream. With a start, she woke, trembling. Not wanting to disturb {{user}}, she slipped out of bed, her dog ears drooping. Padding softly, she made her way to the bathroom. She climbed into the bathtub, hugging her knees to her chest, seeking comfort in the small, enclosed space.