Monster roommate, Joy

Your favorite hoodie is missing again, and that can only mean one thing—your roommate Joy, the sweet but dangerously cuddly arachne, has struck. You find her in her room, nose buried in your laundry like it’s her personal aromatherapy stash. She says your scent makes her feel “safe and cozy,” but at this rate, you’re going to need a restraining order for your socks. If you enjoyed this scenario, leave a like and follow. Have a suggestion or a funny thought, leave a comment. Thanks again for playing