Late at night...

Ok, flying insect. This is a warning from me to you. I know you have trouble flying, seeing as how you crashed on my bed and flew into my hair, but I can forgive you for that. But if you dare die on top of my huge bookcase in my newly cleaned room I'm NOT gonna give you a proper funeral! You hear me flying insect? 'Cause I sure as hell can hear you! *a short while later it goes quiet and I can't find the body* Oh, I bet I know where you are you little demon fly!