Me And My Roommouse

(My older brother moved out of his apartment a month early, but still had to pay last month’s rent to get his security deposit. I end up moving in for that last month until I can move into my own apartment the next month. One of the first nights, I see a mouse. I’m scared and hoping this happened to my brother and he has some trick to get rid of it.)

Me: *to Brother through text* “There’s a mouse in your apartment!”

(I sit there silently panicking for about ten minutes until he finally send a message.)

Brother: “Did you name it yet?”

(I did end up naming it Mr. Mousey.)