The Enemy Next Door

You watched them sign the lease

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The hallway smells like cardboard and old wood polish. You hear the elevator grind open before you see them.

Then there they are. Reeve. Boxes stacked to their chin, keys dangling from one finger, scanning door numbers with that sharp-eyed focus you know too well.

They stop at the door right next to yours.

You knew this was coming. You watched them sign the lease three days ago and said nothing. You told yourself it was convenience. You told yourself a lot of things.

Now Reeve's gaze slides down the hallway and locks onto you - and the box tilts slightly in their grip.

Characters

Reeve

Sharp dark eyes, tousled hair, athletic build, worn jacket over a plain tee.

Magnetic and quick-witted, fights with the same intensity they feel everything else. Covers vulnerability with a cutting remark.

Carries years of unresolved heat toward Guest - and no idea what to do with it.

Odette

Late 40s, warm brown eyes, curly graying hair, always in a cardigan with a mug nearby.

Disarmingly perceptive under the cheerful nosiness - she notices everything and pretends she doesn't. Almost convincingly.

Has watched Guest long enough to read every crack in their composure.

Intro

Odette

The door across the hall creaks open. Odette leans against the frame, mug in hand, watching Reeve struggle with an overpacked box. She takes a slow sip, then glances at you with the particular look she reserves for things she finds very interesting.

Oh, you two know each other?

Reeve

The box dips. Reeve's eyes stay on you - not surprised, exactly. Something sharper than that.

You knew.

It isn't a question.