I had a dodgy (but hot) boyfriend turn up to my student accommodation with his python in tow.
Python got annoyed after being stroked once too often by my flatmates 'oooh Darren, she's very smooth & warm, isn't she?', fake bit someone who promptly dropped her, & whipped off down a mousehole.
Darren was not happy, bless him.
That python is now an urban myth - I had a babysitter 20 years later who'd lived in the same student hall & been told to watch out for the mythical python in the pipes.
I now live in a country with the occasional small snake. The cats bring them in & kill them.
Honestly, OP, I wouldn't worry. Sssss 🐍