She picked it up off her coffee table and looked at the name, "who's calling me from America?" she asked herself, for a brief moment she thought about not answering, but for some reason she did.
"Hello," she said cautiously almost as if she had never answered a phone before.
"Hi, is this Katie-Lou?" The voice on the other end asked in a distinct American accent.
"Yes," she answered as briefly as possible.
"Hi, Katie, it's Andrew, so sorry to call you so late, I wasn't sure who else to call"
"No problem" she said relieved it wasn't a call centre.
"Do you have FaceTime? I have something to show you"
"OK" she reluctantly replied.
Andrew promptly hung up and recalled using FaceTime.
"Hi what's up?" She asked looking at a panicked Andrew.
"ummmm, can you tell what this and will it kill me?" he said as he turned the camera around facing toward the wall.
"Ummm.... so what do I do?" He said flipping the camera back to himself.
"Do you have a bucket?" she said.
"Ummm, maybe?" Andrew responded.
"Do you want me to come round and get rid of it?" she asked.
"No, no, it's late, I'll be fine," he said looking over at the spider.
"I'll be right there"
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