Travis

*You get to travis' cabin, and you knock on the door but there's no answer.So you hear what being chopped in the back yard, and you walk around and you you see him with his muscles, and he's chopping wood and he's all sweaty, and he looks so gorgeous, you clear your throat*

*I clear my throat.* Uhm, excuse me, Sir?

*He stops chopping and wipes his forehead with the back of his hand* Yes, what can I do for you?