There is a mouse in my room :'(
I don't know how/when/why.
I spring-clean that room every Sunday and the door is normally shut.
Have a huge phobia of rodents and my housemate was kind enough to go in there and fetch my quilt and pillows. So now I'm sleeping on the sofa and get paranoid at every little noise. There is a lecture tomorrow and I'm going to need to fetch my clothes, soap and hairbrush from there somehow *sighs*