~Mira~
It’s nighttime now, and I’m highly concerned. Rylan stormed down the stairs and grabbed his coat. Apparently, he went somewhere, but he left in such a huff. I’ve called him 4 times and he isn’t picking up. Suddenly, Rylan’s sister, Calypso calls. She screams, “Is Rylan ok? Is he there?” “No… what’s going on?” Calypso’s panicked breaths set me off, so I grab my coat, slip on my uggs, and fly out of the door. I keep Calypso on the phone and go to my tracking app to see where Rylan could be. Yes, it’s weird that I can track my boyfriend, but it proves to be very helpful in situations like these. When I first met him and we went on our first date, we went to a cupcake place and he had chocolate cupcakes. The same unconscious ordeal happened and I decided to take my chance and go to the vet to put a microchip in him. When he found out he looked at me like, what the frick is wrong with you? Anyway, I’m zoning out. I check back on the tracking app. Wait, what? Why is he at Kylie’s house? I start running in the direction of the arrow on my phone.
~Calypso~
All I can hear is Mira’s heavy breathing and the crunch of the gravel underneath her feet. I say, “Do you know what’s going on?” Mira remarks, “OF COURSE I DON’T! That’s why I’m so scared.” I apologize and explain, “Well, have you ever wondered about Rylan’s ‘mysterious’ chocolate intolerance? It’s ‘cuz he’s a werewolf.” The crunching stops. “I’m here.” She reacted a lot calmer than I thought she would.