[Worm]

Hal wasn't explicitly trying to ignore Ash's suggestions, its just that... He liked to play around with her. He liked feeling lighthearted and fun with her. When she brought up the werewolf thing and kept pressing it, it felt like she was harshing his mellow. So until Nora really, and quite literally, got up in his face about it, he had no choice but to accept it. It would've been so much easier to just pretend like it wasn't a problem. He sighed, finally flipping back up to a seated position.

"Well then.. I guess you guys are my pack." He leaned into his hand, grimacing as he said so, and rolling his single eye again.

"Hey! Don't act so disappointed!" Nora stomped her foot, glaring at Hal. "For all you know, we're all you've got!" She hmphed, and looked over to Ash, leaning her head on her shoulder. Even though Nora was taller than Ash, her shoulder wasn't too awkward of a balancing post.

"Yeah, well. I guess at least I've got an omega then?" He shrugged, sending stinging glances in Audrey's direction. "Unless of course, I've got to fight for you." He licked his lips, wondering if this little girl had any juicy secrets. He could feel that primal energy rising in his body again, this time he paused to take deep breaths, trying to tame it.

"So how would he go about controlling this thing then?" Nora lifted her head up, exchanging glances with the two werewolves with watchful eyes. "I mean, obviously you guys have to control it or... you'd get caught and hung as a display on some redneck's mantle... How did you get away with it all this time, Hal? I feel like someone must've known..."

Hal felt a lump rise in his throat. His mom. Of course she knew... Why'd she have to die and leave him with this kind of curse? It didn't make sense... Maybe he died with her, and this was just some kind of shitty dream for his ghost to find peace... Or something like that. He shook his head, fully sobered. "I'm hungry." He muttered, looking up to Nora like a needy child.