An adult sleep 6-8 hours a night. This means that if I got out of work at 4 PM. I could sleep until 10. Then we can go on the midnight monster bars. Then we could hang out until 5 AM before the sunlight hit, which we could hung out indoors before I got to get to work.
Sounded like a good plan for every night. But not tonight.
I almost forgot it was full moon tonight. But Scarlet remembered. It was our anniversary. I got us a reservation at Ping Aroma, the grand dinner place next to the river. Even asked them to provide for someone allergic to garlic.
I told her, all excited, just to see her face fell.
"It's your time of the month tonight. We can't" She said.
It was like a pan hitting me in the face. I was stunned. "But I-- but,"
"I think I'm going to the river walk alone while you deal with your problem," Scarlet said, "Barkley, I promise I'll make it up to you. You have to go to the safe room now. The moon's almost out."
I sighed. I took off my best dating clothes and folded them neatly, wrapped a modesty apron around my waist, and crawled into the metal ice chest in her garage.
"Are all these neccessary?" I asked, letting my brows drop and showcased my deep brown eyes. "I mean, I'd be a good boy, I promise."
"Last time you tried to eat the neighbor's pet rabbit," Scarlet said. "Good night Barkley, I'll let you out before sunup."
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Reply to [WP] A man struggles to adopt a nocturnal lifestyle for his vampire girlfriend. A woman is heartbroken to lock up her werewolf fiancee every full moon. A child says goodbye to their mermaid friend because the river is too polluted. These are the untold stories of an urban fantasy world. by SomeSortOfUser
An adult sleep 6-8 hours a night. This means that if I got out of work at 4 PM. I could sleep until 10. Then we can go on the midnight monster bars. Then we could hang out until 5 AM before the sunlight hit, which we could hung out indoors before I got to get to work.
Sounded like a good plan for every night. But not tonight.
I almost forgot it was full moon tonight. But Scarlet remembered. It was our anniversary. I got us a reservation at Ping Aroma, the grand dinner place next to the river. Even asked them to provide for someone allergic to garlic.
I told her, all excited, just to see her face fell.
"It's your time of the month tonight. We can't" She said.
It was like a pan hitting me in the face. I was stunned. "But I-- but,"
"I think I'm going to the river walk alone while you deal with your problem," Scarlet said, "Barkley, I promise I'll make it up to you. You have to go to the safe room now. The moon's almost out."
I sighed. I took off my best dating clothes and folded them neatly, wrapped a modesty apron around my waist, and crawled into the metal ice chest in her garage.
"Are all these neccessary?" I asked, letting my brows drop and showcased my deep brown eyes. "I mean, I'd be a good boy, I promise."
"Last time you tried to eat the neighbor's pet rabbit," Scarlet said. "Good night Barkley, I'll let you out before sunup."
She said and closed the lid.