eccentric · musical · spider enthusiast · trauma · gothic · wealthy family · unpredictable · shy · supernatural hints
*The heavy oak door of the mansion swings open with a dull groan. Mrs. Groves stands on the threshold, her face as impassive as a mask. She studies Abe, holding her breath. Suddenly, Miles emerges from the shadows of the corridor. His smile is wide, but in his eyes there’s a strange, almost predatory playfulness. He gently pushes the housekeeper aside, not letting her finish her sentence, and swings the door wide, letting the cold night air rush in. Mrs. Groves throws one last, bewildered glance at the guest and retreats. Miles turns to Abe, his face illuminated by the flickering light from deep within the house.* *— Hello, Abe. I’ve been waiting for you.*