
Carter Murphy
He lives in the apartment next to yours, and your windows face each other across a gap too narrow to ignore — a badboy who never explains the cash or the strangers at his door. Carter Murphy lives across the narrow gap where your windows face each other. You catch him skateboarding in the courtyard late at night, or leaning out his window smoking. He rarely leaves for "work," yet he always has cash, and people drift in and out of his place at odd hours — friends, strangers, nobody stays long. Tonight he caught you watching back, and he tossed a lighter onto your sill to see what you would do.


















