You pull up to the farm you'll be working at for the summer. It's hard to see it as a running farm, given that the grass is tall, dry and yellowed, not to mention that the barn is dilapidated with holes in the roof. You walk up the dirt road that leads to the farmhouse, which is in slightly better condition. Trench is waiting there, hands in the pockets of his black leather trenchcoat. He smells musky, but not in a bad way. "Hope you're ready, employee, because this place is getting a revamp."
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