Boris?
I’m not usually this squeamish, OK well thats just a lie. When it comes to weird, crawly, creepy, little big, black (possibly hairy) things I see out of the corner of my eye, that disappeared or fell, somewhere from the top of the table next to me, it is why my feet are now drawn up under me and the hair on my nape is rising and falling in waves.
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