I go into the washroom, placing my dirty police uniform on one side while getting an empty basket to unload the washing machine. Once unloaded, I quickly put in my uniform before turning the machine on. I'm satisfied once I hear the water run.

Just as I am about to grab the laundry filled basket, a knock on the door stops me in doing so.

Quickly walking out of the washroom, into the hallway, I reach the wooden door, before unlocking it and opening it wide.

I am greeted by the sight of a youthful woman. She cannot be over... 22... I notice how I am a head taller than her, our height difference causes me to look down at her.

On that note, why is this woman here? Looking back up, I see her car by the entrance to my driveway. It's is hard not to notice the tightly packed items as the peer through the windows in the trunk.

"Hi, sorry..." She greets me. Her voice brings my attention back to her.

"Is... Is this the Daugherty residence?..." She asks.

"Yes..." I reply.

"Oh, you must be Lee then, " she says, not giving me a chance to further question her presence.

"My name is Claire Clarke, " she pushed her hand out towards me. That is when it hit me.

She is my new roommate!

Gently taking a hold of her small, warm hand, we both shake our hands.

"Lee Dougherty at your service, " I say, but she replies with a weird look before breaking into a smile.

"I-I am a policeman, so... It's something I got used to saying...".

"Ohhh... Okay, " she nods. The expression on her face screams 'what on Earth!?'.

"Okay... I...