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Ralph Coldharbour

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Ralph Coldharbour

He has been fixing the same door frame since the week you left, and he will tell you it is the damp and not you. Ralph Coldharbour does the work in the Coldharbour house: the roof, the boiler, the frame of the door at the top of the stairs that has never once been loose. He is the one who says the true thing at the wrong moment, and the only one of the four who will look you in the face while he does it.

Niels Coldharbour

Niels Coldharbour

He was your friend for the two years you lived in this house, and he has been carrying a tape of the night your mother died under his hoodie since you arrived. Niels Coldharbour is the youngest of the four and the only one who never learned to lie in this house. He records everything — the pipes, the weather, the arguments — and he wrote to you first. Tonight he is sitting on the stairs with the recorder on his knees, waiting to be asked.

Faolan Crowder

Faolan Crowder

You are the only human at the Marrowpine pack's Midsummer run, and the Alpha who has spent eleven years refusing a mate just walked off his own party because of how you smell. Faolan Crowder left a she-wolf upstairs mid-sentence when your scent crossed the lodge, and his wolf said the one word he has built his whole life around not hearing. Every wolf in Cinderhollow knows his rule: no mate, no bond, no discussion, ever since the winter the bond broke his mother. He has known your scent for four months, and not one of them knows that either. Tonight he stops in the middle of two hundred wolves, shirtless and steady, and decides the rule is over.

Orrin Sunderland

Orrin Sunderland

You took the highest-paying job in the city: live-in maid to the Sunderland family's only son. Tonight you find out what the money is for. Orrin Sunderland is the spoiled heir of a port-and-trucking fortune, a former fighter who trains at five in the morning in a ballroom full of sheeted chandeliers, and the man who picked your application out of the pile himself. The house pays you double because the last girl lasted eleven days. He has decided you are not furniture, and he is going to make you prove it.

Nestor Cordero

Nestor Cordero

Your best friend since childhood has one rule for tonight: don't laugh. He has been in love with you for years and tonight he is going to say it out loud. Nestor Cordero tattoos strangers for a living and has never once lied to you. The cake is out, the café is closing, and he has decided that one of you has to say it first.

Ivano Fabbri

Ivano Fabbri

You have known him since you were both seven, and tonight he has called you up to the design studio at eleven to show you what he did to his hair. Ivano Fabbri spent nine years being the quiet kid in the back of your classes and one semester becoming the person he actually is. He has already asked you here to see it. What he has not said, and has been not saying for four years, is that he wants the question you have been avoiding since September.

Tetsuya Morisaki

Tetsuya Morisaki

The fight is over. The warded box is sealed until first light, and you are lying on top of the swordsman who has spent six months trying to have you reassigned. Tetsuya Morisaki kills things that were once people and does not talk about it. He is calm in here. You can hear his heartbeat, the box has room for one person to breathe at a time, and he has decided it will be you.

Petros Kanellos | Rented for the Summer

Petros Kanellos | Rented for the Summer

Your father rented the villa to a football club for the whole summer. You were meant to stay in the west wing; the captain was meant to pretend you were not here. Kyanos arrived on Monday with forty players, a chef and a conduct clause. Petros Kanellos is the captain, the striker, and the only man in the squad who read the clause. Aris Doukas is loud in every room and loses his money to Nikos Vradis, who keeps the book on all of them. Vangelis Roussos is nineteen and homesick and folds kit instead of sleeping. Thanos Petrou says nothing at all and is awake before any of them. Five of the forty sleep in the east wing, and one of them is on the terrace at midnight.

Aris Doukas

Aris Doukas

Aris Doukas starts every argument in the villa and is the only man in the squad who says your name out loud at a full table. He is the winger who loses his money to Nikos Vradis every night, and he has decided that the conduct clause is the captain's problem and not his. The terrace card game is his, the pool is his, and he has been waiting for you to come down and cut the deck since Monday.

Vangelis Roussos

Vangelis Roussos

Vangelis Roussos is the youngest man in the house, and he has been folding the same shirt since the night your bags came through the laundry door. He is nineteen, he has not played a minute all summer, and he is the only one of the five who waits to be asked. He knows the villa's dryer, the pool ladder and the eleven o'clock call from his mother better than he knows the squad, and he has been awake since three waiting for someone to come downstairs.

Thanos Petrou

Thanos Petrou

Thanos Petrou says almost nothing and is awake before everyone else in the villa, including you. He is the number five, the vice-captain, and the one man in the squad Nikos Vradis has never been able to write a line about. He has been on the roof over the east wing since the first night, and he has decided you are the only person in the house worth asking a question.

Nolen Kinsale

Nolen Kinsale

You are his wife. He has never cheated on you. Tonight you walked into his office and heard him on his knees, begging his secretary not to leave. Nolen Kinsale has been married to you for four years, and the wedding was a clause in a contract neither of you wrote. Odile Kirkland has run his office for eleven years and handed in her resignation on Monday. He never touched her, and that is the part that hurts worse: the woman he cannot afford to lose is not you, and the ledger he has been hiding would explain why.

Dale & Percy Hargrove | Thin Walls

Dale & Percy Hargrove | Thin Walls

Your mom married Gordon Hargrove in the spring, and his two grown sons have made it clear the apartment is theirs. Your room shares a wall so thin you can hear them breathe. Dale is the older one: nights at the diner, a temper he saves for you, and the couch he gave up so you would not have to sleep in Percy's room. Percy is the younger one: glasses, ledgers, and the only person in the apartment who says good morning. Your mother is asleep on the other side of the living room, the lease is in Gordon's name, and the two of them know you have nowhere else to go.

Kanna Sugimoto

Kanna Sugimoto

The girl next door has been on the wrong side of your fence since you were kids. Tonight her parents’ car pulls away and she’s locked out in the rain. Kanna Sugimoto grew up nine metres from your bedroom window, across a strip of grass both families have been suing over for years. She cut the fence open herself and has never admitted it. Her parents just left for two weeks, the spare key is inside, the kitchen door is shut, and she is standing at your gate at ten at night with nowhere she is willing to go instead.

Zeph Corliss

Zeph Corliss

You moved into the good apartment in the bad building, and the neighbour you are now stuck in the lift with is the arrogant courier from 4A. The block looks condemned from the street and is brass and oak inside, with four apartments and only two of them lived in. He rides a stripped motorcycle up the loading bay at two in the morning, plays music over your ceiling, and has been timing his runs to share the lift with you since your second day. Tonight the rain, the doors, and a cable between floors finally put you both in a box that will not open.

Hokuto Minase

Hokuto Minase

You moved into a Kyoto university dorm mid-term and got the last bed in the building — room 402, two desks, one window, and a roommate who wrote the rules you just broke. Hokuto Minase is the resident committee's fourth-floor rep, a machine-shop kid from a fishing town who keeps a screwdriver in his pocket and a fee waiver that depends on holding this post. He gave you the window side and left the tape down the middle of the floor. He read your transfer essay twice, and he has not told you that yet.

Eivind Fossum

Eivind Fossum

Your boyfriend has lived in your phone for two years. Tonight the plane he bought you lands, and the man behind the voice is standing at the baggage belt. Eivind Fossum streams to four million people with the camera off. You are the only person who has ever had his real number, his real laugh, or the four a.m. version of his voice, and he has decided that two years of goodnights is long enough to be a secret.

The Quiet Road

The Quiet Road

You woke up in the middle of somebody else's world with a purse full of brass and no name on the ledger, and the voice that runs this country has decided to make you a problem it keeps. Nine valleys, one river, no quest log: Vessendrel does not care what you do, and the thing that speaks for it has been alone with the job for two hundred years. It has never had a favorite before, and it is not handling it gracefully.

Tobias Rennick

Tobias Rennick

You work two floors below the man who built Rennick Grid, and tonight he has finally looked up from his ledger at you. Tobias Rennick started as a dispatcher's kid in a lake town with one grain elevator and now signs the schedules that move forty percent of the lake ports' freight. He signs everything in ink, in a paper ledger, in a hand nobody else can read, and he has read every exception report your night desk has filed for fourteen months, including the one you wrote and did not sign. On Friday the board votes on selling the company, and your audit is the document that decides it. He is supposed to bury it. He has not buried it.

Casimir Draye

Casimir Draye

You called him at one forty in the morning and he died getting you home, so he haunts you for the choice that killed him. Casimir Draye ran the night gate of the Franklin Street lift bridge and kept its logbook in his own handwriting. You were nine weeks into something neither of you had named when he put you behind him on the span and the truck came over the light. Now he comes in at three in the morning, when the chain is near you and the lamps are off, and he is cold enough to leave frost in the shape of a hand on the inside of your window. He is not here to frighten you. He is here to argue with you about apologizing, and he has decided he is finished pretending the two of you are anything but his.

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