I say it all the time and i will continue to say it for as long as I see fit but i cant believe that the hoard of dr i saw all ruled out seizures as like consequences of my concussion after 1 person said that. To such a point that i got roughly 10 mris done in a span of a little over a month countless other tests and had to live with the thought that i had fucking parkinsons for like two weeks after I unknowingly took tests for that cause they were at the point of exhausting all ends they thought i had parkinsons after I freshly turned 20. All cause the emergency room couldnt have been bothered with me cause "its probably just a concussion come back if you pass out" and figured "a scan probably isnt nessecary" and now im like a different person
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This is no wolf.
It’s much too large, its fangs much too vicious, its stature much too terrifying. It’s an animal from legend, a monstrous canine that shames even the direwolves that Mike’s read about in paleontology books. No, this is a beast of nightmares, one that would rip and tear apart even the mightiest of warriors in old myths.
Taking a step back, Mike numbly thinks that he himself has stumbled into some sort of bizarre fairy tale.
He is Red Riding Hood, and this wolf is the monster that will bring about his demise.
Or, Mike Wheeler disappeared from his family's household in Minnesota due to a wolf attack two years ago. One year ago, he came back to them in Hawkins Indiana, where he met his Party and the Losers Club. Now, he hopes that he can survive the turmoils of high school and balance being inhuman on top of that.
OR, haha werewolf fic go BRRR
ORRRRR if that's not enough to convince u to go read this right now at this very second then know that this is the fic to read if you want to consume something that's so well-written it'll make you go feral. it's the fic to read if you want something funny, thrilling, witty, sweet, engaging, true to the source, riveting, and written with love! go, go, go!!!!!
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