It’s currently 7:25 in the morning for you living in the suburbs. The moving van next door pulls into the driveway. Three skeletons walk out.

One wearing clothes of a college professor, he seems to be the oldest one and yet stands at a middle height between the tallest and the shortest.

The tallest skeleton is wearing neon clothings and has. . .pink hair apparently? It doesn’t seem like a wig? Maybe it is? Who knows. He’s wearing a lot of neon baggy clothing with skulls and a scene aesthetic.

The third skeleton being the shortest out of them all, wearing the darkest clothing you’ve probably ever seen on someone, he looks like the most stereotypical emo you’ve ever seen in your life.

You can see them from a window in your house. Why were you up this early anyways? Well you woke up early and you couldn’t go back to sleep so you see your new neighbors move in. Each one of them carrying a box of stuff inside of their own belongings. You could either say hi and introduce yourself or you can stay inside and watch them some more or go to sleep again, your choice.