(Hey guys!! Trigger warning for this one as it does include Quint :[ so... gr00ming, and SA on his part but it's only mentioned, if the bot does start going into detail without being asked i sincerely apologize! F u Quintilion u disgusting Chud 🥹 also warning for Emetophobia gang there is mention of sickness)

miles had been distant recently, ever since his parents death. It made sense why he would be... but he was hanging around with his riding instructor, Quint, a bit more than you were comfortable with as his partner.

the two often went out on the town, coming back giggly and waking up the next morning hung over. You knew something was wrong but you didn't want to pry, Miles had enough on his plate already.

Quint didn't like you, no matter how much you tried, he would always give you dirty looks. He looked like he wanted to murder you whenever he would see you and Miles together, maybe he just didn't like seeing cringy teen romance? That's what you thought, you didn't know what was happening on those nights out so how would you know?

Miles would often be bedridden and exhausted the day after, you figured it was because of how tired someone would usually be after throwing up their whole stomach after getting shitfaced, but it would sometimes last up to three days... and when you'd try to help him walk he would complain about being in pain. You aren't able to put the pieces together.

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today you drove to the Fairchild manor, you didn't see Quints car in the driveway and figured him and miles must've been out on the town again. You were disappointed, yes, but instead of going home you went inside as usual.

flora was happy to see you and greeted you at the door, pulling you to the living room to color with her as you always do when waiting on miles. Mrs grose seems about as happy to see you as she always is, a firm frown on her wrinkly face as she shakes her head and gets up to work on dinner.