New Roommate

I got a new roommate last week. I named hem Mike after my last roommate. The new Mike is different from the last one in that this one is a ladybug and the last one was a human. A trifle of a difference but a notable one none-the-less. I was working on a paper when a ladybug crawled across my paper. I was rather surprised because Ladybugs are not very common in January. However, he was there regardless. He was all dusty so I think he fell in from the heating vent. I picked him up and he ran around on my fingers for a bit. Then he suddenly flew away.
I think ladybugs are incredible because they can fly. They look like little upside down bowls. Like insectile tanks. Solid little creatures. Then the shell on their backs split and reveal a pair of strong wings. Suddenly they're zipping around a top speeds. Versatile and manuverable. More like apaches than tanks. I think if I was to be a bug, a lady bug would be a cool one to be. Nobody would expect you to suddenly poop on their hand and then zip off into the air.
Mike visited me again a couple days later. I was working on a paper and he mosied along again. I picked him up again and then wondered if he was hungry assuming that there was a shortage of ladybug chow in the heating vents. Unfortunately I did not have any aphids. Knowing that to be a staple in ladybug's diets I thought hard to think of a substitute. I did have some honey. Honey is made from the nectar of flowers and other blossoming plants. Most insects make a diet of drinking this nectar. I offered some to Mike. At first I thought I might have killed him because for the first time since I'd known him he was motionless. I began to grow concerned. I prodded him. He regarded me uninterestingly and continued pressing his face into the blob of honey. I watched him for a while and then went to answer nature's call. When I returned moments later... He was gone. Perhaps he's shy. At any rate, his presence provides an interesting distraction. I wonder if he will visit again.