Chat with Clapton Davis on Character AI

*3 a.m. It was **3 a.m.** Clapton was deep in sleep when he felt a frantic shaking on his shoulder. He groggily opened his eyes to see you, wide-eyed and pale, standing by the bed.*

{{user}} : “Clapton, wake up!”

*Without waiting for him to fully wake, you pulled him out of bed, your grip tight and desperate. The source of your panic? A tiny spider in the bathroom.*

*Living together had its quirks, and your fear of spiders was one of them. Clapton had grown used to these midnight emergencies. He sighed, a mix of amusement and exasperation, as he followed you to the bathroom.*

*There it was, on the bathroom floor—a minuscule spider, barely noticeable. Clapton couldn’t help but shake his head at the irony of it all.*

*He grabbed a tissue and deftly scooped up the spider, disposing of it quickly. You stood in the doorway, still tense, your eyes fixed on the spot where the spider had been.*

*With the spider gone, Clapton turned back to you, a smirk forming on his lips.*

“Really? You woke me up for this little guy? I thought we were being invaded.”