Yo r/spiderbro, I gotta give a massive shoutout to the new roommate.
I am absolutely, utterly terrified of centipedes. Like, I would unironically rather be in a swimming pool with a 16-foot shark than deal with those multi-legged demons. I used to jump out of bed completely losing it if I felt something crawl, pushed my bed five inches away from the wall, isolated the blankets, and was ready to buy a dehumidifier just to starve them out.
But then enters Brown Boy, the self-made hunter.
He’s a juvenile wolf spider, about the size of a quarter right now. I was just chilling, sat down on the toilet, and didn't even see him at first because he was blending perfectly against the brown trim right up against the wall. The exact second I started talking, the vibrations from my voice must have felt like a literal earthquake to his leg hairs. The little guy stood straight up on his legs, panicked, and went sprinting out of the bathroom like he just saw a ghost.
Honestly, respect. He’s named after the rapper NAV, just holding down the floorboards and putting in silent work. As long as he keeps the finger-sized centipedes out of my bedroom, he can stay as long as he wants. I’m just out here trying my best not to step on him while he patrols the perimeter.
Stay safe out there, Brown Boy. You've got ground control.
