So I'm on the sofa and I notice a spider slowly moving down the wall. I text B, who was up in his room, and ask him if he wants to come downstairs to kill a spider. He comes into the living room and I show him the spider so he climbs up on the arm of the sofa and safely captures the spider, which turned out to be a slow-moving dust ball. Maybe next time the spider will be real.
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