He Needs a Name

Meet my current house guest.  I don't recall inviting him, but he has made himself comfortable and seems to be in no hurry to leave.  He would prefer being under my computer bag or the bag that holds my stationery.  Hiding under the printer seems to be the default when I need access to the other places.

He needs a name, I think.  His cousin keeps looking in the window, trying to decide whether it is better to be out or in.  They haven't asked my opinion yet.