Was it all a dream?

Alex jolts awake, the light outside gone replaced by streetlights in the dark. He winces in pain from the massive headache that assaults him. His eyes widen as the memories from this morning flood back to him, he quickly clutches his crotch and looks down to find his dick back where its supposed to be. With a sigh of relief he rises from his bed trying to shake such a weird dream from his mind.
After taking a shower and heading out into the common room he finds Nathan on the couch watching a show, they exchange a wave.

"Hey Alex I didn't see you come in, how was the run this morning?"

Still a bit groggy "Huh, what do you mean?"

Nathan smirks "Did you sleep all day? Damn your girl must must be givin' you a hella good time, her name was Ella right? She is fine piece of ass." He turns back to his show "Better hold her close or I might have to steal her from ya" He chuckles.

Alex is frozen in horror at the realization that this morning was no dream.