January 24, 2021
8:19 pm
Casually looking at pics I need for a module. Specifically around 8 to 9 pictures to make a collage. While waiting, an insect plops near me. I tried to leave without making it fly around (I go batshit crazy if one would fly around, I hate these creatures, cause it seems as if they specifically like to bombard me), but I failed.
It flied to me, and I screamed (a feminine scream, just gonna say that because people who know me know my boyishness is going haywire ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT), alarming my parents, who were in two separate rooms, trying to sleep.
Mom and Dad gazed at me, bewildered. Then they saw the insect. I slapped it with a slipper (I grabbed it from a pile of slippers used in the house, because there is a separate one used inside and outside), missing twice, and at the third (guess the quote 'Third time's a charm' is real) hit it.
"I thought it was something serious," groaned Mom. I smiled apologetically at Mom and Dad blankly stared at the half-dead pest. Later both left, leaving me just grabbing a broom and sweeping it outside.
~End~
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