He slipped out of Zoe's bed and headed toward his own. He wasn't surprised to find Zoe sleeping there. After all, if he was in Zoe's bed.
He shook her awake. "Zoe, it's me..."
Zoe stirred, and looked up. "Why the hell are you waking em up, its 4 in the morning?!"
"I know but somehow you ended up in my bed," Jon said. "Go back to yours," he said.
Zoe got up, half asleep, and looked around. Jon was right, this wasn't her room. She felt weird. Maybe it was the dream she was having that she couldn't quite remember. She hoped she'd pick it up when she got back to her bed.
She headed back toward her room, leaving Jon alone in his.
