Oh, come on, you can't honestly be sleeping, too. I can understand Danny being asleep, because he's like seventy-two... or possibly dead, I'm not sure yet. I should arrange to have flowers sent... somewhere. His church, maybe? I'll figure it out. The point is you are not seventy-two. And you're a were-whatever. Aren't you supposed to be nocturnal or something? Which I'm completely fine with, by the way. The were-thingie stuff, I mean. Yeah, it freaked me out at first because of course the first girl I have even so much as a passing interest in is part woodland creature. That's just my life now. But I've thought about it and it's like... you have a built in Halloween costume. That's not weird, that's amazing! Now, that time you turned into a guy? That was just fuc--
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