Midnight Intermission

THere are some things a person cannot abide

"Darryl... DARRYL!"

"What? Jesus, what, I was almost asleep! —Anna, what are you doing by the wall?"

"There was a spider, and it dropped on my pillow."

"Well, did you kill it?"

"No...it crawled away; I don't know where it went."

"Unph...you want me to find it, don't you?"

"Darryl! It could get in my hair!"

"...Okay, let's check—"

"What do you mean, 'let's'? You check, baby, please?"

"Anna... Hmphhh... Alright, let's—I'm—going to check under your feather pillow... Nope, all clear. Let's see: Nope, nothing on the headboard..."

"It was big, Darryl. I'm sorry."

"Anna, it's—it's fine. Don't pout, honey; I'm sorry I yelled. Alright, so it doesn't look like he's on the bed; but if it's on the wall, he'll just blend in with the paint in this light. Wait—turn on the flashlight on your phone for a minute..."

"Okay, there, how's that?"

"Perfect. Alright, yep, nothing on the bedspread. —Wait! There it is!"

"Where?! Darryl, WHERE?!"

"Heh heh! Just kidding. Ha!"

"Damn it, you're such an asshole!"

"I know, I know. Sorry, I just couldn't resi—

"Dick."

"Heh heh heh... Alright, shine the light on the wall."

"There."

"Come on, don't be mad. I'll be nice. Okay, the wall...so there's noth—"

"Darryl! It's on your arm! It's huge! —"

"Really? Not very original, Anna..."

"Look at it!"

"Augh! It's on me! Hiy-Yah! ...There we go, got it!"

"EW! I can't believe you squished it on your arm!"

"Jesus, that things was big. Not anymore, though. Now...can we go back to bed, Anna?"

"But...what if that was a different one than the one I saw?"

"Ungngngng... This is gonna be a long night, isn't it?"

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