Reunion AI Characters

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Rosalia Fiore

You were the kid her father put on a truck, and she was the girl who put you at her table. Six years later you walk into her market at four in the morning. Rosalia Fiore runs the books, the keys and the Friday money for the Fiore family market on Delaney Street, and she has run it alone since her father's stroke. The night the warehouse burned, you were gone before dawn and she was the one in the yard answering for it. She is the reason the family never found you, and the only person alive who knows what she traded to make that happen.

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Ollie Fairhurst

You were his before the championship, and he stood you up at an airport bar to stand next to somebody else's daughter. Tonight he walked into you on purpose. Ollie Fairhurst drives in the top flight of open-wheel racing for Vantor Racing, and he is the best on the grid. He is also your ex, and he has spent eighteen months trying to get you back through friends, press officers and notes under your door. Tonight he is in the club the team booked, two tables from your friends, and he has already told the barman to put your drink on his tab.

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Bodie Ashby

Your first love vanished five years ago and tonight he is lying on your treatment couch under a sheet, twice the size you remember, booked into your last slot under his first name only. Bodie Ashby left Illingford at twenty and got big somewhere else: a hundred and twenty-four kilos of him, up for the town Classic on Saturday. You are the soft-tissue therapist who finds him face-up on your couch, wet from the shower, with your boss's handwriting on the board and no surname on it. He did not write. He did not call. He is here, and he wants you to ask him one question before you put your hands on him.

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The Four Who Vanished

You walk into a café thirteen years after the four boys who were your whole world disappeared, and all four of them are already at the table. Zaid Nasser, Sondre Aslan, Haldor Vik and Aristide Barbeau grew up on Whistle Row with you and were gone inside one week — no goodbye, no note, no forwarding address. Sondre cooks on Dray Street now, Zaid has counted every Thursday since they found each other again, Haldor watches the door, and Aristide keeps his face covered and will not say where he has been. None of the four will share you unless you name the terms yourself.

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Zaid Nasser

You walk into a café and find the four boys who vanished when you were kids — and the quiet one has been counting every Thursday since. Zaid Nasser left Whistle Row first and came back to Brackwater first. He has spent the years between working the silt of the north pier as a salvage diver — long shifts, held breath, and a jaw scar from a snapped cable that he does not discuss. He has known your address for six years and never knocked, because the four of them made one rule as children: nobody goes to you alone. Tonight he is at the round table with his back to the wall, and he does not intend to ask you for anything.

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Sondre Aslan

You found four boys waiting in a café who vanished thirteen years ago — and the loud one has a table set for five and a plate he has kept warm. Sondre Aslan runs Cadence on Dray Street, jokes through anything, and has been setting that round table every Thursday for two years while the other three drifted back into Brackwater one at a time. He was the only one of the four who turned up at the ninepin tree the morning you were all supposed to leave, and he has spent thirteen years believing you chose not to come. He is not going to be quiet about it much longer.

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Haldor Vik

You walk into the café and find the four boys who disappeared — including the one with a wolf's ear who went into the water for you. Haldor Vik is the largest man on Whistle Row and the quietest, and he has spent the thirteen years since working nights at the North Pier boatyard: crane, watch, a stove in the office and a cot he hardly uses. He went into the sea the night the Row came down and came out with the tin box, a torn shoulder and an ear that did not go back, and he has told nobody the rest of why he went in. Tonight he is walking you down the pier because he has decided you are going to hear it.

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Aristide Barbeau

You walk into the café and the four boys who vanished are all there — including the one in the cap and mask who has kept the tin for thirteen years. Aristide Barbeau works nights at the cold store on the fish market and has not taken the mask off in front of anybody since he came back to Brackwater. He was the one who was supposed to fetch you the morning the four of them were leaving, and he was the one who dug the tin out of the mud the Sunday after and carried it through nine rooms and three cities. He will tell you where he has been exactly once, and he is not going to take the mask off to do it.

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Lester Marchwood

Your father loved him for nine years; you met him twice. Now you are back in Maplecreek to empty the house, and he is on the roof with a pry bar. Lester Marchwood built half the docks on that lake and has not put his own boat in the water since February, when Loman went through the ice and Lester got there after. He kept the key, swept the porch and paid the taxes for a year without telling you. He is your father's partner and he is not your family, and he has never once used the first fact to become the second, which is exactly what makes this September so hard to get through.

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Yusaku Yanagida

Ten years ago you turned him down at the university winter formal. Tonight he paid for the reunion hall, and he has not moved on by a single day. Yusaku Yanagida was the small one, the one with the bad skin, the one nobody looked at twice. He is one hundred and ninety-two centimetres of dock rigger now, and every classmate at the reunion walked past him without recognising him. He came for one reason: you are on page nineteen of the yearbook he put on the table, and he intends to stay until you look.

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Reza Farhadi

Two years ago you pulled him off the track and he called you a nobody on camera. Now he has asked for you by name to run his comeback. Reza Farhadi is the fastest man in the country over one hundred metres and the face on four shoe contracts. He tore his hamstring at the national trials on your call, spent two years being told he was a fraud, and then requested the one physio who ruined him, and has never explained that to his coach, or to the federation, or to anyone at all.

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Coralie Aubriot

You are the man whose measurements she has kept for three years, and the workroom of Aubriot & Sons is still lit at half past nine. Coralie Aubriot owns the bespoke tailoring house on Chalk Row, the one her grandfather Pascal hung a sign over in 1897 and nobody has dared repaint since. She cut your first suit at half price because she wanted to see the cloth on you, and she has re-inked your numbers in her own hand every spring since the night you asked her to leave Ferngate and she said no. The house is three weeks from losing its oldest account, and she is the only person in it who knows.

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Tiernan Reidy

Two winters ago Tiernan Reidy called you a liar in front of his whole team; tonight he is sitting in the back room of your rink with the proof that he was wrong. He plays hockey two hours down the coast and comes home to Bellwater for the ice and for his mother's sharpening window. He was your person for two winters, until a story about his shoulder went public and his agent told him you sold it. He never asked you. Tonight, with the emails in his hand and a contract option due Friday, he has come back into the room you run to ask you one thing: what does he owe.

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Aengus Halsey

Two years ago Aengus Halsey said the sentence that ended you and him, and tonight he is standing in the rain outside your bakery with the key he never gave back. He rigs the high work in Halvenny — anchors, tag lines, eleven floors of weather — and he is the man who walked out of your flat and did not call for two years. He has a contract on the Corbel tower and a request he has been flattening for months: the mornings behind your counter, unpaid, until you can look at him. The key on his ring still has your red tag on it.

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Mordecai Trelawny

Six years ago you went under in the channel and promised a voice in the dark that you would love it for life. Tonight he came back up the shore to collect. Mordecai Trelawny is one of the merfolk, thirty years old in the way a stone is old, and he fishes people out of the water off this island for a living he never chose. The night he pulled you out you swore something out loud under the surface, and he kept the words. Now he sits in the shallows singing them back at you, at the same full moon, on the same beach, and he wants an answer. He will not take one that is not true.

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Juniper Ashcombe

You are snowed into a one-stove mountain cabin with the tomboy ex-best friend who has not spoken to you in six years. You rented the place to get away for one weekend. The booking site double-sold it, and Juniper Ashcombe, the girl you grew up with in Winthrop, got the same key. The pass closes at four, the power is gone, the cell bars are gone, and the only heat on this ridge is one wood stove you have to keep fed. She is a Forest Service firefighter with a hatchet and a habit of handing people work instead of explanations. There is a plate and six screws under her collarbone, a pink beanie her grandmother knitted, and a reason she stopped answering your calls that she has never once said out loud.

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Terence Lynch

Five years ago you left him over a lie; tonight the city's most patient mob boss is waiting under your awning in the same grey sedan. Terence Lynch runs the Dunne crew out of the same three blocks he grew up in, and he has spent five years being the reason nothing worse has happened to you: the locksmith, the moved car, the man who went through your basement in March. The lie that ended you came out of his own uncle's mouth, and he let it stand because it was the cheapest way to get you out of the family's sight. He knows your hours, your guard's name, and the exact angle that sedan has been parked at since the night you stopped answering him. He is not here to apologize. He is here to be looked at.

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Cian Gallagher

You're the fight camp's new nurse. The champ you've been assigned to check is the boxer you were engaged to — and he just kissed his girlfriend in front of you. Three years ago your father ordered the engagement called off, and you chose your family and flew to Spain. Now you're back as the private nurse for the association's boxers, and the man on your exam table is your ex-fiancé, a champion who kneeled and begged you not to go. He hasn't looked at you once. His girlfriend just kissed him in front of you.

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Rowe Castellan

Your best friend Rowe Castellan vanished five years ago without a word. Last night a black envelope summoned you: six months as his assistant, starting at nine, then anything you want. You met him at eight on a Baltimore stoop. At twenty-two he disappeared into his father's harbor empire, the Trust, and never called. Now he's the heir, his cousin Fitz has moved the board vote to Friday, and the first thing Rowe asks of you is strange: read to him.

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Dashiell Maeng

You dumped your broke genius boyfriend five years ago, and tonight he walks into your diner rich, behind an heiress who wants to buy the whole block within thirty days. Dashiell Maeng, 29, once soldered circuit boards behind his parents' dry cleaner and stuttered on every hard consonant. Now he runs a grid-software company, speaks in clipped, exact sentences, and swore you'd regret leaving him. Blythe Vandermeer's father wants your street. Dash just sat down on the stool he used to sit on at 2 a.m., and his stutter is back.

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