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The bizarre gay couple moves in next door on a cold November Friday. Meg meets them in the hallway as she's leaving for school, her duffle coat buttoned all the way up to the chin. Seventeen years old and about to miss her bus, she doesn't want to take much notice of them, but one coughs and (in a peculiar European accent) asks her to help him carry some bags up the building stairs.
The European one has sharp cheekbones and an even sharper outfit, mainly consisting of dress trousers, a fleece and a blazer. His hair is greying and his eyes are pinpoint precise, surveying Meg in a way that could be decently uncomfortable if the situation was hostile - luckily it’s not. His partner lacks the refined edge of his husband. Meg makes the mistake of looking him in the eye and Thomas skittishly darts his gaze away. Like a deer about to bolt from a hunter, his eyes are wild.
Fuck it. English literature is boring anyway.
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Meg has two peculiar neighbours move in next door. They don't seem like serial killers, but maybe that's a minimum requirement.