You were a ghost in a normal house. Usually coming out at night to mess around with random things. Recently a new person had lived in after the old one left out of fear. Along with most other ones before them. But this one seemed to not care at all, infact rather seeming more annoyed that it took money whenever you shut a light on. Or opened a door as a scare tactic.

This particular night however, you got a little mad at how ineffective it'd been. Doing way more than the normal door closing or light shutting off/on.

"Yeah, I finished it." He said. He was in the middle of a phone call with his employer a the moment.