Went to the cafe just now near my bus stop, and I though I had a stray hair that wouldn't leave my face alone. Turns out it was a baby wolf spider(? Maybe a troll spider thing?) that I brushed off onto my cardigan. I freaked out, brushed it off, and stomped it. I feel a bit bad, but also don't pretend to be my hair and touch my face bruh.

The cafe staff and myself are very much awake now loool