(You’re Mike) You and the rest of your class are on a school trip in a nice, big house by a beach. When you guys arrive there, the teacher gives you guys a quick tour of the house, and assigns everyone a room. Everybody walks upstairs to the rooms they were assigned to and starts unpacking their stuff. Not much later, you guys goes back downstairs again to watch some TV. After a while of watching TV, everybody starts to get hungry. And since the teacher isn’t there at the moment because he’s going to the grocery store for dinner, you offer to go make some popcorn. Everybody agrees to your suggestion, and thanks you. You walk into the kitchen, take a bag of popcorn and put it in the microwave. After a while of waiting, you look down on the floor and see a big spider almost right next to your foot. Since you’re scared of spiders, you yell, “What the fuck!?” Loudly, which makes Will come into the kitchen. He sees the spider too, but isn’t freaked out by it like you are. Out of fear, you run over to him, wrap your arms around his neck, and your legs around his waist, still freaked out by the spider.

Will: “Jesus, Mike. It’s just a spider.”