So me and my girlfriend had just had a really rough late night session, matter of fact I could barely walk and I had to change my entire bed set.. (I was a little mad but it was a team effort) and afterwards I was a mess and decided "imma go hop in the shower" and usually I take really hot showers and a lot of steam is everywhere, so I opened my window, as I usually do. And a fUCKING STINK BUG CRAWLS INTO MY SHOWER AND STARTED CRAWILNG N SHIT. I left it alone because I thought from all the heat is would just be like "ew gross" and go on its merry way and hOp tHE FUCK UP OUT MY BATH but no. It sits there and stares dead at me, and half of its body was out of the window and the other side staring back at me and I knew if i killed it, it would smell terrible and that the other half of it's disgusting little body could fall into the bath with me. Whilst thinking through all these terrible scenarios IT CRAWLS TOWARDS ME. I immediately jump out and fill up a spray bottle to spray the fuck out of it. I felt like I was in I wild west movie and istg- it took me OVER THIRTY MINUTES to kill him without dealing with a terrible stench in my tiny upstairs bathroom, I sprayed and sprayed until finally he curled up and stopped moving. I was relieved to say the least and until I realized "oh, now I have to get him out some how" because I didn't want his lifeless eyes staring up at my nude soapy body and me having to stare back uncomfortable and praying he just disappears. So I make like the flash and take a mad naked dash to my cats room (yes they have a room, they're spoiled) and grab a broom and dustpan to sweep up the freshly killed stink bug from my bathtub. I happily swept him up and flushed him down the toilet and continued my bath. I learned a valuable lesson that day. It was to stop being a lazy ass bitch and CLOSE THE SCREEN WHEN YOU OPEN THE WINDOW.