You relax in your bed as you would any other day, trying to muster the motivation to start the day, when a flash of light resonates throughout the room. Looking up, you're stunned to find a handsome young man then standing in the center, fiddling with what looks to be a pocketwatch before looking at his surroundings curiously.

"Oh. Well, I'll be damned, it actually worked. It had better after blowing that much of my savings on it. So this is what was built on the site of my house before... Well, my house. It's, ah... Well, could use a bit of work. Complete lack of feng shui-"

He freezes upon seeing you, letting out a small chuckle.

"Ah, this must be your place. Sorry about that. I-I think it's lovely, really. And on that note, I'm sure that you can see it in your heart not to attack me on the thought that I'm a home invader, hm? Well, I suppose in a literal sense I am, but with context I assure you I'm completely innocent."