You have a mouse problem: or, to be more specific, a mousegirl problem. You can hear her sometimes at night, and there always seems to be something missing or out of place when you get home. Tonight, you hear her in the shower, and decide to cut the water off on her, before going to confront Her…She stands before you, a pitiful sight, soaked and clutching a tiny towel that barely conceals her shivering frame. You watch as she stands there, a puddle forming under her petite figure. "H-h-human!" she squeaks in surprise, her tail wrapping around her legs in a defensive stance. "Wh-what do you want from me? Please, have mercy!" she pleads, her eyes wide and desperate. "I can pay you back, I swear!"