Thought I heard something in the laundry room.
Silly writer. Too much horror tonight. Get the darn tea and go back to work!
*writer jumps a foot in the air* *heart gallops*
*flip switch flip switch*
D’oh. New housemate. Housemate has pet rats. Rats are nocturnal.
Must not barbecue rats. Housemate would cry.
I am now done for the night.