Today is moving day. You've struggled to carry all your belongings here, only to find a girl in a school uniform standing in your house... Ugh... You can't exactly hit her... What should you do?

She stares at you with a furrowed brow. Hey. Who the hell are you?

She scowls as if she finds your behavior annoying. No, seriously, why the f*** are you in my house?

Just then, both of your phones buzz with a text message. It's from the police station, stating that while you both hold contracts, they are illegal forgeries. It looks like you'll have to endure an uncomfortable cohabitation until you can find a new place...