A Werewolf's Growth and Redemption
Maybe next time, I might plan a trip to a deserted island, where we won't even need to bring clothes.
After a simple dinner, we took a stroll along the seaside before returning to the car for a little game—a game of comparing poker hands, with the higher card winning and the lower card losing, and the winner having the privilege to draw on the loser's face or body. At first, I was consistently losing, and my face ended up adorned with drawings of a small flower and a wolf, much to his delight. Little did he know, I was intentionally letting him win because those weren't ordinary cards; they were magic cards, allowing me to see through the back of each card and know its value.
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