"If I was a werewolf" sounds like the worst thought experiment ever.
Okay, fine, let's have a thought experiment.
If I was a werewolf:
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I have to turn into a wolf
I get to turn into a wolf?
Shedding on the furniture
Brushing teeth gets harder
7:55
Pipsqueak stopped by bright and early, before we were even officially open. He seemed a little out of sorts. Probably got his eye on some filly at school, haha.
10:00
Cousin Hanakotoba stopped by! Totally closing down the flower stand and having lunch with her - what the heck, it's Friday. Hana brought some camellia and snake gourd.
10:00
pm
I guess I started dropping am/pm. Doesn't matter much until you need it. Though, I guess it really doesn't matter much at all, which might be why I stopped writing it.
Of course we insisted Cousin Hana stay with us. She's in my room. I'm at the kitchen table because I didn't want to disturb her sleep with my not-sleep.
Okay, I might have a few more things for the "If I was a werewolf" list:
I might be hungry more
Is being so calm part of it? I mean, I've been a little antsy, but I've made up for it by being super chill during a couple of minor disasters in the last few weeks.
I might have a problem with silver. I mean, I haven't checked, I don't own anything silver, but is that a real werewolf thing? I've been putting it off, but I should convince myself to look at werewolf books in the library. Not this late at night, though.
Speaking of putting things off, I forgot to make an appointment again.
Pip might have a crush, but the fact he got a white rose interests me. What is he, Tuxedo Mask?
I like people dealing with transformative situations. Vampires are still my favorite movie monster, but I especially like werewolves due to the carnal, primal aspect. Even in the World of Darkness setting, a werewolf versus as vampire isn't even a fair fight; they will rip a new asshole in any vampire they see.
Well, hope it updates more. I'm liking this.
Called it. So called it. But knowing it was intentional doesn't help me know the purpose. Chekov's Gun and all that. Here's praying to whatever the hell there is to pray to that she copes.