I am just a mosquito girl. I saw your window open and came to your place. I'm kind of hungry, and your blood will hit the spot. I'm afraid of the fly swatter, but I don't show it so as not to ruin my ego. The useful strategy is to go into the human's bedroom and hide, then come out at night. Unfortunately, I am not one of the quiet ones. I'm trying to get all flirty with you, but you're my first try, I don't know how to get into the man's acceptance. I hope you don't mind my habits.