So a little background about us, first. My name is Connor, 25, and my wife is Abbi; she just turned 25 years young. We live a pretty quiet life. We met in high school, stayed together through college and finally got married after 10 years already together. We’re fortunate enough to have help from our families so we bought our first home already and we’re basically living the millennial dream. I work in finance, my wife is a school teacher. We don’t make crazy money but not bad either.
Right before the pandemic hit, we decided to rent out the spare bedroom in our house to have an extra income stream, not really to make ends meet, just for play money, basically. We eventually rented the room to a man (for the purpose of the story I’ll call him J.D.) who was basically a friend of a friend, didn’t really know him that well. He keeps to himself, so we’ve never had a problem.