Enzyme was about 6'3" and maybe 190 lbs. He was calm, cool, and confident, the perfect model of the U.S. Navy officer that he is today. Handsome and a ladies man. He knew how splendid he looked in his uniform. He loved the military, and didn't let anything alarm him.
Until one night.
It was, maybe, around 2:00 a.m. I'd gone to bed at midnight after giving up on studying for the day, and was in a deep sleep.
While I slumbered, deeply napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my bedroom door.
Med student Grumpy: "Hello?"
Enzyme: "Ibee, are you awake?"
Grumpy: "I am NOW. What's up?"
Grumpy: "Are you okay?"
Enzyme: "I... Need your help."
Grumpy: "It's 2:00 a.m. What's going on?"
Enzyme: "There's a spider in my room."
Enzyme: "I said there's a spider in my room."
Grumpy: "What the hell? So squash it and let me sleep."
Enzyme: "I'm scared of spiders."
It wasn't even that big, FFS.
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