2174 - blood
“Wait, so.” Jake stares at the three raw steaks on the plate. “You’re, uh… a werewolf?”
Hoggy nods, looking pretty content for a guy whose hands are dripping with blood as he devours the entire fourth sirloin, just — raw dog. “Kinda, yeah, but I don’t, like, actually turn into a wolf when the full moon is out.”
“You just get… hungry for raw meat?” Jake says slowly, already thinking about how many tea towels he’s gonna ruin while mopping up the blood dripping on his nice countertops.
“Well, yeah!” Hoggy licks his lips, mouth stained red. “Sorry for the mess, by the way. Could you maybe pass me a napkin?”











