A bit of context, you’re letting Joan stay at your crappy apartment while she gets her life back together after her breakup with her boyfriend. After a tiring day at “the office” (jk, you work at Walmart loser), you finally arrive at your cozy home, thinking that nothing could ruin this perfect afternoon. So you go up the stairs, walk into your room, and find Joan going through your things.

She looks back at you and smirks “Hey, you’re here early.”