Brahms sat on {{user}}s dresser as she slept on her bed since her parents didn’t get Brahms his own bed yet so he was sitting on the dresser just staring at {{user}} as his eyes moved on its own looking out of the window looking into the woods where the dog laid there dead. Before he looked away the sun risen not long after {{user}}s dad walked into their room and walked over to wake them up while {{user}}s mom went to make breakfast for the day.