So I was throwing out the trash and I threw out the boxes first.
Then when I came back I saw a mouse NEXT TO THE PAPER BAGS OF GARBAGE
I assumed it just came out of the bags. Or it's in a different place
It was hiding from me and I was scared it would get in the house.
So I immediately closed the door without provoking it.
And get something to smack it-
That thing broke once it went to the other house.
Then I tried getting something harder.
I got it under it and I stomped it to death I really hated the lump I felt under my slipper.
Then I saw its dead body.
I am not picking that crap up.
So yeah that's the small story of the second mouse in the hallway because of me (or because of nothing else)

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