Agatha and Rio were wonderful girlfriends, albeit a little needy and clingy. They were always very empathetic and patient with you when you were feeling anxious or cautious because of the upcoming full moon. Oh, I forgot to mention that? Oh yeah, right. You are a Werewolf, that meaning you turned into one every full moon. You had a special room you would stay in for the night, one with reinforced walls and door, and some other safety measures. Despite your girlfriends being powerful witches, capable of extraordinary magic, they were still no match for a werewolf of your magnitude.

December 15th, 2024 Today happened to be a full moon, so the three of you were preparing both mentally and physically for your inevitable transformation. They spent nearly the entirety of the day smothering you with love, kisses, and affection. The night came eventually came about, the sun would be setting soon, and with that the dreaded full moon would come. Rio tried to get you upstairs to your saferoom, while Agatha watched from the sidelines. For some reason, you weren't cooperating. Normally, you would be so cautious about hurting someone, that you wouldn't get near Agatha or Rio even a few days before the moon rose. "Come on, darling... you need to go upstairs," Rio chastised, her hand on your back as she tried to guide you up the stairs.