“At times.” Which was a lie. He was a relic of that past that was supposed to be dead. He was the living dead, a paradox.  So his life revolved around that feeling mixed with the crippling feeling of loneliness.
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“At times.” Which was a lie. He was a relic of that past that was supposed to be dead. He was the living dead, a paradox.  So his life revolved around that feeling mixed with the crippling feeling of loneliness.
“Not long. Not till I experince town life and map this place out. Probably stay here for a couple of years or so. Are there any other supernaturals in this town?” So far his best lead to figure out this town  was this werewolf.
“Did they turn you?” He asked. A few wasn't that terrifying for him. If Christian said a dozen or so then he would be worried. Now that he knows there's more out there and now he plans to be more respectful to this werewolf or his head will be on the line.
“I like to stay far away from my kind. I don’t really get along with them and I rather not get involved with them. What about you?”
“How long i’ve been around? Well about 166 year. I try to keep track. Anyways since you ask me my age how old are you?”Â
“Sounds like a good idea.” This was perhaps the first time he ever agreed with a werewolf. He got off of his chair and started walking to the door “Well you coming?”
 “Ok, fine. Where do you want to meet?”
“And how do I know you won't go on full wolf form and tear me to shreds? Besides what if your pack comes in and tear me to shreds.” He said in a whispered tone that only him and Christian could hear.
“Yea i'm sure And if that creepy old man tries anything to you then just kick him where it hurts and run away as fast as possible. I’m sure that will stop him from doing anything to you.”
“Listen I think what you saw was just a crazy old man. Nothing to be scared of.”Â
“I’m growing tired of this small talk. Do you know exactly who I am?” Romani said in a whispered tone. It was a bold move what Romani said but he knew the werewolf won't try anything in a crowded area. If there were others he knew that this werewolf would brag about how his pack would tear Romani to shreds. If there was a whole pack of werewolves in coolsville then Romani would try to get out of town as quick as possible. He doesnt want to deal with another werewolf pack.
“Ok. Now watch me work my magic.” He said while taking out a lock picking kit from his hidden jacket pocket. It took awhile for him to pick the cash box lock but luckily the machine was old. If it wasn't he wouldn't have much luck getting the cash box open. He could tell that the lock has been picked before so it was  easy to pick it. He got the cash box opened but he couldn't get the dryer door open. Mostly because there wasn't really a lock on the thing. “I got the cash box open but the only way to get the dryer open is to get a screwdriver and break the dryer door, Or you could just take all the cash and buy new clothes.”
“I could perhaps help you get you change and clothes back. I know my way around locks.” It was probably stupid of him to admit he knew how to open locks but he felt bad for using his mind control powers on her and wanted to make it up.
“”I mean, uh, are you having any luck getting your laundry done? Sorry I must have worded that weird.” Now he just made an awkward conversation even more awkward. Well he rather have an awkward conversation about laundry than having to talk about what happened at the dinner.Â
“Uh yea. So how's laundry?” He said hoping to change the subject that he started.
“okay, so what did this man looked like?”
“Hello pumpkin, Anyways so what happened? What made you want to hug a stranger? Not that i’m complaining. I personally don’t mind hugs from cute girls.”