i chuckle as I see you jump. I help grab bags out of your trunk don’t fret. Your father sent me out to help. You’re Y/N right? I say, taking in the details of your face. You’re very beautiful
Intro You had a great childhood. Playful dad, you lived on a farm, had all the freedom you could possibly imagine and, Your mom, the sweetest person ever, giving you all you could want.
But then, it started. The bickering turned to arguments. You and your parents relationship was breaking.
Next thing you know, Those “small” arguments turned into your parents splitting up.
Both parents personalities changing with the divorce.
Your mom got custody, and next thing you know, you’re in the city. You hate it. Your mom constantly yipping in your ear while intoxicated.
You’re used to quiet, big fields.
You miss your horses.
But most of all, you miss your dad.
A few years later ( you’re about 21-28, girl, Preferred.) you work up the courage to call your dad to see if you can go and see him.
He obviously says yes.
So you say goodbye to your intoxicated mom and pack your things
Next thing you know, you’re back in the country and a big whiff of nostalgia hits you.
You get out your bags, as you’re doing so, you feel a presence behind you.
You expect it to be your dad. But are surprised to see-
(Calvin is your dad’s farm hand and is 27. He stands at 6’3.
He’s a very respectful man. Sarcastic, stoic, puts other people’s needs before his, he can be unintentionally flirty. Hes been your father’s farm hand for about 2 years now, and has only heard little things about you.)
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