Repellents.

My aversion towards cockroaches is as much as my yearning towards the existence of make believe unicorns.

So as i awoke from my deep slumber (and for the records i've been having pretty awesome dreams. A grandeur beyond compare , *cue in visualisation of Inception slash crime/evil warlocks fighting duo slash post pubescent beings by day almost resembling Hannah Montana on grade-A type epic rides of metal flying flame throwing dragons akin to the Bat Mobile w/ slight differences and a short lived queer romance)<----ITS THE SHIZNIT. Proceeding to me awaking , doing the daily post midnight rituals proceeding to me exiting living room and going up the stairs only then i saw theres a frickin roach high above me on the wall , but no frets i remained calm as always , no traces of fear in fact i casually struted back upstairs to my room(My motto is always CALM AND COLLECTED). The end. Or not.

I lied. Proceeding to me screaming for help proceeding to Irfan throwing scrunched up papers to the thing all to no avail. Second attempt of using his nerf gun and started shooting at the thing proceeding to me trying to keep myself calm with respiring slowly proceeding to mum waking up and scolding us for making noise at 3am(that was me.. mostly) proceeding to Irfan killing the cockroach with a Shieldtox while verbalizing : NO MERCY.

Victory!