Some context on various things: I've been friends with this girl since middle school, I own the house I'm living in currently, and I have a small child.

The girl one day (we'll call her B) calls me one day asking if her boyfriend (we'll call him V) can move in. They were both staying in a pretty shitty location and we had offered them to stay with us in a bedroom sized finished attic room and have access to the rest of the house as well. This after months of dancing back and forth about it saying they would then changing their minds, then planning on it then cancelling. So of course we say yes because we knew they were staying somewhere pretty shitty and figured they needed a quick out. We talked through financial expectations about how it would be $300 per month for V to stay and he would have to get a job and help with groceries.

The first day we all went shopping and B decided that she and their 4 pets wanted to move in as well and so of course we say yes because we know how suffocating the toxic parents she's staying with can be, but that it'll be $500 a month and we'll split every other week on groceries. They agree and she moves in the next day.

For the first week everything was going great, my fiance (we'll call him R) pulls some strings and gets V a job with him, everyone is getting along.

The first issue comes when they decide that $500 wasn't what they originally agreed to and that they only want to pay the $300 and claim we never told them it would be $500. B gets so heated about it that she doesn't talk to us for two days which really pisses us off because R and I talk through our issues like adults and we're not used to people being mad at us in our own home. Finally we tell them that if they don't come down and talk that this isn't going to work out so they do and of course it ends up supposedly being a misunderstanding and that we're okay if they don't pay for the first month because they need to catch up as V has been unemployed for a month because they didn't have a car. We think the problem is solved and that everything will be smooth sailing from there.

The second issue was pets. V would leave for work super early in the morning so B was in charge of taking pets out in the morning, she would commonly wait until 10 or 11am to take the poor dogs out which was also right as my son was trying to nap. I asked her politely to take the dogs out earlier and she got incredibly pissed off messaging me later that I was crossing boundaries by telling her what to do with her dogs when I simply didn't want them soiling in the house (which I found out later while cleaning the attic they were staying in that the rug had been peed on multiple times, plus the big dog pooped in the house at least once that we knew of.) I told her that I understand she has boundaries for her pets but I have boundaries for my house and they need to be taken out before my sons nap.

The third issue was the final straw for us and I'll explain why at the end. The third issue was groceries, one of the terms was that they would go shopping with us on thursdays and we would alternate paying for them, so Thursday comes around and in the morning my fiance asks V if they're ready to go shopping after work and he says yeah, so when they get home and clean up I ask them to come down to start working on a list. An hour goes by with no answer so I make a list of everything we need and decide since they're coming with we won't write down snacks or anything. They finally come down and start saying stuff about how they're just going to go shopping another day and we tell them that we have the list ready and all they have to do is come with. Apparently this pisses them off because they disappear back upstairs and finally V comes down by himself another half hour later (keep in mind I have other things I need to do that day) with a half made list and we leave. He seems to be pissed off and is incredibly angry the entire shopping trip so finally my fiance confronts him and asks why and he says that they were going to wait until the other day because B made an appointment to get contacts (which she has glasses they worked just fine and has repeatedly told me through high school that she hated contacts) and they didnt know if they would have enough money for groceries. This blows up into a massive argument between the two guys and I will now tell you why. We usually spend about $600 a month on food between the three of us (my son barely eats solids at this point) and in the two weeks that they stayed with us we spent over $800 on food, in just the two weeks. PLUS we spent more to get them essentials they needed. I like to budget very tightly because we don't have much excess money on one income as I stay home with the baby so we absolutely needed them to pay for groceries.

This was the final straw for us, we let them stay in our home assuming that they would be courteous and respectful but that was the furthest from how it ended up, everything got turned into a fight no matter how much we tried to communicate and the worst part was that I was seeing personality changes in my own kid because of the tension in the house. We sent a message to the group chat explaining that we would give them two weeks to find somewhere else to stay but things just weren't going to work out because we lived two very different ways and we weren't going to change our schedule or be stressed out to accommodate them. We tried to be as polite as we could in the message because we wanted them to be okay staying and didn't want them to jump into being homeless before they found another place to go.

Now this is the part that I'm most unsure if we're the assholes about: my fiance goes into work at 2am, leaving the house at 1:30. Previously in the week V has made them late twice because he overslept or didn't set an alarm. It hits 1:35 and R leaves without V, V doesn't come downstairs until exactly 2am (I only know because it takes me a while to fall back asleep because my baby wakes up to eat at 1:30) obviously this starts a huge blowup between R and the other two and B says she called the police so of course R does call them as well as he starts heading home after telling work there was an emergency so that he knows that I'm safe with the baby. The cops show up and make sure everything is okay and leave. Next thing we know B and V have complelely moved out by 8am.

Aita? I personally think I'm not but I've had a number of other old highschool ex-friends reach out and call me a bitch.

TL;DR We kicked out roommates after two weeks of them staying with us because they lived a different lifestyle than us and we couldn't afford to blow money on people we weren't sure would actually pay us 'rent', buy their own groceries, or clean up after their pets.