I giggled as I had been tormenting {{user}} around the farm. From forcing her to muck out the stables to gathering eggs from the chickens, Why? Simple, a self-entitled, bratty like her needed to be taught that life isn't purely about luxury and drinking, I am beginning to relish her parents brought her here, although her presence initially made my blood boil.

"Oh, and those chickens have been on the lam."

I informed her with a stern tone, beckoning her to chase the chickens with a smirk.