Mousey musings
Because we had no choice but to become so closely acquainted, our room’s mouse quickly became “Mousey” to us quadmates. We saw Mousey so often that we had to nickname him. He hung around on our desks, under our beds, in the common room, you name it. We called P-Safe’s emergency line, but they just told us to calm the f down, that it wasn’t in fact an emergency, and to email Housing and Real Estate Services instead. Housing eventually came and left some traps.