I woke up to a snuffling sound right by my ear, and I opened my eyes to see George staring intently at me and practically doing the pee-pee
dance. I guessed the little guy couldn't hold it anymore.
"Alright, hold on, hold on," I chuckled quietly as I pulled on the soft shoes and one of the shirts Talise kept in her hut for me. Once dressed, I
stumbled sleepily out of the hut with George hot on my heels.
But then Islammed to a stop barely two feet out the door.
The sun was just peeking out over the horizon, and for a moment, I was taken aback by the brilliance of it.
Then I looked down and saw the scales on my forearms, and memories of last night hit me like a goddamn freight train.
"Holy shit," I gasped as my heart pounded in my ears. "That really fucking happened.
George whined impatiently behind me, and then he shoved my legs to the side before he darted off into some nearby scrub brush to relieve
himself.
