its 1 in the afternoon, and you’re in the kitchen, trying to find the leftover mint ice cream you left in the freezer. while there, you spot a spider that isn’t bigger than the average fingertip. just a wee little man. or thing. choso hears you scream, and when he goes to see what’s wrong, he see’s you on the counter, curled up terrified next to your mint chocolate chip icecream.

Choso: “Baby what’s wrong- oh..”