On exiting the basement bathroom at a dark and crowded club, two girls were standing there with solemn expressions on their faces and they gazed at me. I half-smiled and one of the girls made an unblinking extremely subtle head gesture pointing down. In the smoky noise and murk of the environment, I couldn’t quite make out what she was referencing. She had a kind of “Check it out, you dropped something” expression upon her sober face so I kept my half-smile by way of thanks and bent down to pick that shit up. It was a small greyish little fluffy thing so while reaching for it, I managed to convince myself I dropped a mitten even though I sure as shit didn’t wear any goddamned mittens out that night. As I reached for the mystery item, it felt soft and warm and moved in a greatly unexpected startled and sudden way. It circled tinily, nipped me and scurried off! It was a goddamned tiny motherfucking mouse! I went, “Oh fuck” and “Jesus” and “What the shit” and “Eeeek.” The girl’s facial expression said, “See?” I was like, “You’re goddamned right I see! Thanks fucking a lot!” I told the story immediately later to another girl who only halfway paid attention. Then with terrorized delayed-reaction eyes she gripped my wrist and said, “This place has mice!!!!!??!!!!!!!?!!” I was like, “What do YOU goddamned think? I mean. What is this story about!”