Hairy, scary, middle-sized spider

Ditched work, as my stomach is still overly delicate.


Through a long series of events, I discerned last night that it was a hairy, scary, middle-sized spider, rather than a cockroach, that had been curled up in my left hand while I slept the other night.

The roach had been nearby, but it was, in fact, not the little black ball I originally saw dart under the loveseat.

I have enough friends already, thanks.

betholindo at 1:56 p.m.

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