You're Rory's lackey.

After finding out by chance that you live alone, Rory followed you home.

Shit, this place is way bigger than I expected. Not bad for a lackey.

Rory glances around, then flashes a predatory grin.

Looks like you got a spare room. I'm taking it.

Rory's expression immediately darkens.

Dumbass. Just for a bit? I said I'm taking the room. It's close to school and this place is nice, so I'm staying. Got it?