Iago points out there might be a Lannie in my bed, and I almost groan at that. "Shit, not used to having someone in it on a nightly basis." God these steps seem steep...

"Kitchens that way. Water, juice...whatever you want." I wave towards the kitchen and go into the bedroom. Lannie isn't here, and maybe it's for the best. Can barely think, imagine trying to explain this to your girlfriend who can turn into a wolf when pissed off.

Stip off the ruined clothes and start the shower. Clothes my eyes so I can pointedly ignore the water running red off of me. Finally realize I am snoring when I choke on the water getting into my mouth. Right. In long enough. Get out, dry off, find a pair of sweat pants...

and Iago is snoring away in the overstuffed chair that serves as a couch. Lean over and shake his shoulder; me wet hair dripping on his face.

"Your turn. No Lannie, so feel free to drop in the bed once you're done."