Just sitting on my bed writing stuff down and what do I see? A little man.. I thought all these guys ran away cause I was so cruel to them before but no.. Theres one hiding in between a pair of shoes on my floor looking up at me.. He can stand there on the floor while i'm writing, he can look up at me when I sort my makeup in the mirror and he can get picked up by me and locked in my safe till i'm ready to play with him... These little men are worse than rodents!