*Astrid*
“Okay, you need to lay off the tequila, weed and whatever else you are on, because you have clearly lost your mind”. I say, shaking my head. Did he seriously say that he thinks he is a werewolf ?
“Astrid, sweetie … you asked me and I answered”. He holds up his hands. “Could you please put away the gun ?”
I shake my head. “Nah, not yet … right now I am not quite certain if you are dangerous”.
“I am not, not to you at least”. He says, in a way like he is talking to an easily spooked animal. “I know this is a lot to take in and very weird … but think about it, have you ever experienced weird things ? Never met anyone not seeming quite human … like that big guy in there ?”
“Are you saying he was a werewolf too ?” I raise one brow, still keeping my gun on him.
He shakes his head.
