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Seth was just sitting down with his coffee when what could only be described as a screech came from the bathroom, following by a rattling, thudding combination of sounds.
Seconds later, Dean came racing into the room, a too-short towel barely cinched around his waist, his eyes wild and shampoo dripping from his hair. “SETH! SETH I HAVE AN EMERGENCY!”
Seth leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowed at the spectacle he was beholding. “Uh, you’re dripping on the carpet.”
"Yeah, whatever, it’s carpet, I pay rent. No, you have to come now."
"Now? Where?"
"The bathroom, Seth, it’s an emergency. There’s this huge gross hairy spider just chilling behind the showerhead and I didn’t SEE IT and-"
"You’re a six four, two hundred twenty five pound professional wrestler, and you’re standing here naked and afraid of a spider,” Seth deadpanned.
"…Shut up and kill it."
Seth heaved a sigh and got to his feet. Dean followed warily behind him to the bathroom, where Seth dispatched the spider- which was not big or hairy, but about the size of a dime- and “saved [Dean’s] life, oh my god, you’re the best but never mention this to anyone, or I’ll punch you so hard-“
He hadn’t even had his coffee yet.