"Hypothetically, if I were one, would you still be my friend?"

The conversation had come from a stupid topic, and you were finding it all very strange. Suddenly, the conversation about werewolves sounded too personal for Jackie.

But it couldn't happen. That didn't exist, did it?

"Oh, shit, we ran out of gas." She said, looking up at the sky, and you did the same.

The moon was high and full, and you could hear howling in the distance. You could also see Jackie change her expression.