After Layton left, I did some chores around the house. I was in the middle of washing the dishes when there was a knock on the door.
I opened it to find Zev standing there with a gift bag in his hands.
“Hey stranger,” Zev said, making his way inside the house.
“What’s the present for?” I asked.
He handed me the purple gift bag on the way to the living room.
“It’s a now you know what I am present,” Zev replied with a light chuckle.
“Oh, why thank you,” I replied, laughing at his casual expression. His reaction was definitely a stark contrast to how Layton had been when he’d arrived to see me the night before. While Zev looked calm, Layton had been worried.
I took the bag from him and opened it. His present was a black and red t-shirt that said in big bold letters:
BEWARE OF WEREWOLF
