Oh Shit! Another One?
@wolfandwords
A cup of black coffee was, by most objective accounts, disgusting, bitter, and lazy. Why it was Nathan’s go-to was anyone’s guess. With the full moon approaching within the next few days, he knew he had to savor the taste of coffee while it lasted. The last time he had coffee in his system when his body shifted to that of a giant wolf, it left him with possibly the worst case of food poisoning he had ever experienced.
So now he sat on the outside table of the coffee shop, watching folks go by as he enjoyed the rich flavor. It was when Nathan got comfortable in the black denim jacket, and the warm coffee protecting him from the cold winter wind, sinking into the chair, that some sensation made him jolt up suddenly. Coughing on his drink a bit, he turned around to figure out what it was that sent a shiver down his spine. Somewhat of a subtle smell, but something else...
It was....
Some pale blonde gal with headphones in her ears. When the woman turned to meet Nathan’s gaze, he only then realized that he was staring, messy-haired, droopy-eyed, with drops of coffee stuck on his stubble.
“.... G’morning...”