A fly was on the lid of my laptop, just standing there. I moved my hand to shoo it away, but rather than zooming off before my hand got anywhere near, as flies are wont to do, it just stood there. I'd lost a game of chicken to a fly. I picked up a nearby bottle and used it to flick the fly away and thought no more of it. A few minutes later it was back. Only now perched on the rim of my coffee mug. I wondered if it was drawn to me somehow as it was in need. Like how whales instinctively know humans will help anything in distress and swim beside their boats to have them remove fishing lines from their fins. I picked the mug up and took it to the kitchen and it just stayed there, perched on the rim, coming along for the ride. I have no idea what kind of help a fly could need, did it want some water? Some sugar? I put the cup in the sink and sprayed it with fly spray then got back to what I was doing.