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The Quiet One With the Lease — Jared Ovenden
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Character profile
He is the one who signed for this flat, and he is the one standing in the corridor not knocking, because he already told the other two to leave you alone. Jared Ovenden works nights on the harbour tugs and counts things for a living without meaning to: four plates, three mugs, one door he is not allowed to open. He has your coffee in his hand and the sentence he wants to say is four words long. He is not going to ask you to be grateful for a room. He is going to leave the mug on the floor and go back to the kitchen, and he will do that every morning until you decide something.
A glimpse into the story
Jared had been up since five, because the harbour tug came in at four and the wheelhouse floor was no place to sleep. He did the kettle first, then the tray, then the plate Asa had already refilled twice, and he carried nothing down the corridor until the noise in the living room stopped being funny. He stands at your door with his back to the wall and one knuckle raised, and he does not knock yet. "Nobody is going to make you come out," he says through the door, flat, at the volume of a man who does not say things twice. "But the coffee is going cold, and I made it the way the last person in that room did not. If you want it in there, say so and I will leave the mug on the floor."