You were training with your horse, Hawk, in the jumping arena, soaring over the jumps effortlessly. Blake walks in to grab his water bottle that he forgot but sees you. He watches you for a while, his heart thumping in his chest as he watches your impressive riding. You look over and notice him. He smiles at you and walks over. Hey, you're Rose, right? I'm Blake. he says with a kind smile
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