me, mice shelf, and I

Wait, do you hear that? That. No shut up, listen — it's like ... a scrabbling? Or something scratching around. I heard something scampering across the floor.

Ok, look, it's not on the floor, it's in the floor. Yes, I'm sure. Can you please send someone over? Ok...ok. No I mean, I haven't seen anything yet, but — ok. Ok, sure. Thank you.

It's 3AM now! Are you kidding me with this? Do I really need to bang on the wall and scream "KEEP IT DOWN" like I've got a rowdy neighbor? QUIET IN THERE SOME OF US HAVE WORK TOMORROW!

Google "how to tell if you have mice"

Google "how to get rid of mice"

Google "do I want bangs or am I just bored"

Google "why is it taking so long for this man to come over and stick a bunch of dynamite in these mouse holes or whatever"

Holy shit my cat found the mouse. Oh my god, he's carrying around its dead body. Oh god this is so gross what am I — wait, not dead. Not dead?! KILL IT. KILLIT KILLIT KILL ok now it's dead. Ah christ, he's playing with it. It's so cute. It looks like a baby. I feel so bad for i— nOPe still not dead oh no.

Google "should I wash my cat's paws after he kills a mouse"

Hi, thanks for coming by. Yeah, so my cat killed one. I'm not really sure how it go in either. Oh. Ok. Well, thanks for coming by. Maybe it was just a weird one-off.

Hey, do you hear that?