@bgraham The night I had to pay a twenty to the local plumber -- he's a regular, and we've got the auger, so he's cheap -- is the first night I saw the werewolf.

I'd slipped into the bathroom when we'd finally had a break from the brisk front desk traffic and I thought I'd smelled wet dog. You know, from one of the local strays? I figured I'd shoo them out and give the shelter a call, but then I turned the corner, and he was there.

He was washing his furry legs in a now-clogged sink. #drabble