The Hardest Part of Being a Werewolf

“It’s not easy being a werewolf,” Dio explained, “I spend most weekends stitching my clothes back together.  I’m constantly finding bones in my garden, little treats hidden away for later I guess.”

The therapist had heard it all before, but jotted down some notes anyway.

“The legs on my furniture are all chewed up.  I’ll wake up the morning after with little splinters of wood in my teeth. But the worst part? My building has a strict no-dogs policy.  My super finds out I’ll have to eat him.  I’m not giving up a rent controlled space.”

“Understood,” the therapist agreed.


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