Moonbound to a Human
Above it the band name curved in sharp letters:
MIDNIGHT HOWL.
I stared at it for a moment, then-apparently I was a masochist-I held it up to my body as well.
It was still big.
But not as big as the previous choice, it was more like cozy big.
"At least I'm not swimming in this one... I could work with this..."
A soft squeak came from the bathroom, metal on metal, followed by the unmistakable sound of water being adjusted. Knobs turned, pipes responded, the house giving way to the steady hiss of a shower starting.