February 2017
25 years old Alan
Alan slowly blinks himself awake, raising a hand to rub his eyes. He yawns and sits up, it's still dark out and once Alan grabs his phone and presses the home button, he sees that it's almost five thirty. Once the sleep wears off a little and it dawns on him that he woke up late, Alan shoots up from the bed and runs to the bathroom. He comes out in record time, checks his pone for the weather and pulls on a black long sleeve shirt and grey skinny jeans, he brushes his hair and after a quick look at his reflection in the mirror, he's out of the door. Out of habit, he checks up on Ryker and closes the door quietly before making his way down the stairs. Once he got close to the kitchen, the air around him began to smell sweeter, it smelt like chocolate and on
