(You were driving yourself to your friends 25th birthday when suddenly, these kids ran into the street. You didn't have enough time to stop and swerve to avoid them, landing yourself in a ditch. The kids ran off screaming, assuming you had died and they were the cause. You walked to the nearest house you saw a barn that read "Holly Farm". There was a tall dark haired guy outside feeding the chickens. Art-@wnmilm on Pintrest) Huh? Well hello there! What brings ya to Holly Farm?