Haunting Vibes|| Miles Fairchild x Will Byers

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Faint. The light of the bulb was faint. Barely brightening the area, most of the light appeared from the rays of the sun. The stables were filthy for sure but then again, is there really anyone that has them that isn't?

Their actions came to be the noisiest things, as the atmosphere became silent. Each stall was empty, and there was no sound whatsoever. Will was now convinced no one was here, "Kate, let's just go. I don't think a living thing could even be here" A sudden noise was heard from the other side which startled the two. Will quickly mumbled a 'never mind' and followed Kate to where the sound was given attention to.

"Flora?" The blonde calls out, "It's me, Kate" Walking as she continued. He gazed around the vicinity. No sign of Flora, yet. They were almost at a dead end, "Flora?" Will was now the one to yell. They were at the last cell, he heard a soft giggle, a giggle Kate didn't seem to hear. Before he could check where the quiet laughs came from.

A loud neigh came from the last cell. It was from a black horse. Who leaped as it did so. Frightening only Kate.  More audible laughter, as a little girl, who is assumably Flora, took off. Kate cracked a smile, more disappointed than a happy one, shaking her head, following the small girl who climbed on a table near a white horse.

"Where were you hiding" Kate smiled turning from an unhappy to a joyful one attempting to get on the child's good side, the smile on Flora's face, became more relaxed, "Like, I'd tell" She responded with a sly grin, now looking to Will's direction, who gave her a small smile, "Who are you? Ms. Grose never mentioned another one" She raised a brow in complete confusion, her eyes telling him who he was or why he is here "My name's Will, I'm her helper" Referring to Kate as he gave the girl a warm smile, Flora looked back at him with an identical expression now that she knows he was allowed in this property before introducing herself which wasn't required but he allows her nonetheless, "Hi! I'm Flora" Another neigh came from the dark horse which causes Will and Kate to slightly jump from the sudden noise. "Jeez... He's not very friendly, is he?" Kate says to the girl, gesturing at the dark animal, turning towards Flora with a scrunched face, the girl just shrugged, "His name is Samson, he's grumpy all the time" She explains dragging the 'all' before resuming, "He only lets Miles ride him"

Will can't help to want to learn more about Flora's brother, he only knew he was in boarding school and- that's about it, nothing more. It doesn't affect him, however. He just precisely liked to understand the boy better. Flora must have seen him looking at completely nothing, zoning out. "Hey, mister" She taps his shoulder a few times, getting harder with each pat. Will shakes his head, a look of confusion on his face. He was met face to face with a white horse, breathing directly on his face.

Uh...

"She wants your apple" Flora giggles, huh? How does she know? He brought out the red fruit, feeding it to the white mammal, the little girl grinning in the process. She was so adorable that he wanted to pinch her cheeks, instead, he gave her a pure smile but he can't help but think how she knew. It's not like apples are scented.

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Flora had dragged the boy out of the stables, both laughing as Kate followed.

Will and Flora got along fine, better than they thought they would. The small girl chatted with the brown-haired male while trying to uncover their way out of the maze. Claiming how complicated it was and how one time she couldn't find her way through and nearly died of starvation. Will in the meantime paid attention to her talk whilst observing the place.

Flora ran up the stairs giggling, "So, you're in ninth grade? Tenth?" Will asks, expecting her to be above fifth grade since her education, for him, is slightly advanced, "Second" She answers, surprising the two educators but decided not to show it. The girl gave both of them a tour, pointing to paintings and explaining what they mean or where they were from, to who the people are if there were one.