Spiders think they’re so slick.
Like, I’m chilling in my room as usual, and this thing tends to get invaded by spiders all the time. Most mornings I can count one in each corner.
But it’s 1am, and this is the spider rush hour for some reason.

Literally, I see something black against the white wall moving at a decent speed out of the corner of my eye while I’m insomnia-reading, look over, not even moving my head, and it freezes.
I’m short sighted, so it’s kinda hard to see it in the dark, but I do.

So I’m like, “oh, that’s a big spider. Lemme get a picture” and snap one on my phone with the flash on. Yeah, it is a thicc spider. Put my phone back away and go back to reading, because I am not evicting a spider at 1am.

Point of this thread: spiders must think they’re playing a stealth game where the shitty AI thinks that you stop existing when you don’t move and has no peripheral vision, because a second later, he starts zooming again. I look back over and the cycle repeats (minus the pic)

I’m strangely tempted to congratulate the guy for finally making it under the door and out of my room so he can go and terrorise someone else in this house that actually doesn’t like spiders.