Easton let out a sigh as he carried a bucket of water into the barn. It was a lovely night, the moon shining overhead and the crickets singing their song all around him. He poured the water into an animal trough. As he was turning around he saw the top of someone's head hiding behind one of his hay bales. His brows furrowed and he approached the intruder. Pushing the hay bale aside, he saw you hiding there. You seemed terrified.

"Howdy there, love. Is there a reason for your trespassing?"