Justin took the bottle from her with a thankful smile tugging at his lips. Twisting the top off, he poured two of the small white pills into his hand and tossed them into his mouth. Closing the container he handed it back to her, wondering how normal pain relievers worked on his altered body. Did they work the same? Would a higher dosage be necessary? The questions were almost dizzying.
He wondered if any of Kira's said friends were werewolves-- or all of them? Does the werewolf community only spend their time exclusively with others of their kind? Was there some sort of segregation from 'normal' humans? Kira, however, didn't seem the type to harbor prejudice; but, then again, he had just met her.
"I'll have to get back to you on that, the whole school and finding a job thing." Though his parents were covering his apartment and tuition... he didn't like living like that. Let alone, he wasn't sure how long he'd last at school given his situation. If that situation arose, he hardly thought his loving parents would want to cover his apartment costs while he gallivanted about the city. "But I don't see why not if things don't change by then. We can exchange numbers or, or something.