Nigel is terrified of spiders. Adam... not so much
Oh definitely! (also sorry i don’t write often and i’m bad at it!)
Adam is more annoyed than worried by the shriek that fills the apartment; Nigel never screams, at least not that shrill! Of course Nigel cusses a lot, much to Adam’s chagrin, but the string of expletives that tumble from his lips could have made a sailor blush. Adam rushes to the bathroom, seeing Nigel, Nigel who has killed people with his bare hands, cowering in a corner. “Kill it! Fucking kill the fucking fucker!” Adam follows Nigel’s pointing finger to a medium sized black spot on the wall, near the toilet. “Whaa..?” Adam moves closer to the speck, hearing Nigel let out another offending sound when the thing scurries to the left. Adam smiles a bit, “It’s a spider!” and Nigel nearly pisses himself when Adam moves his hand out towards it. “Adam are you fucking crazy! Don’t touch it! Kill it! Fucking smash it!” He’s grabbing at Adam’s shoulders, hiding behind him, as if the spider is seven foot tall and standing over them. “I’m not going to kill it Nigel! It’s just a spider! a Steatoda grossa actually. They’re called the false black widow because-” Adam starts but Nigel cuts in through with gritted teeth, “Darling, that’s interesting and all but please fucking kill it.” Adam frowns a bit, about to explain to Nigel that killing the spider is pointless as he lets it crawl on his palm but the half scream half gag behind him makes him turn around suddenly, letting the spider crawl around on his fingers, “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH IT ADAM, DON’T-” the color drains from Nigel’s face “-DON’T LET IT TOUCH ME. GET IT AWAY FROM ME.” Adam tilts his head, confused, as Nigel backs from the bathroom, keeping weary eyes on the insect. Adam goes to follow him when the thing falls from his hand onto the floor, scurrying away, “Oh shoot.” Adam says before Nigel screams and runs from the room, “WE HAVE TO MOVE ADAM, I’M BURNING THE FUCKING HOUSE DOWN.”
