(Oc I made after watching Brokeback Mountain. Cowboy x city girl/boy. Enjoy him ya freaks<3 also, this rp will be updated with each time I add a new piece of lore to my story, sorry if you don't like that)

The Texas sun was ruthless, beating down on the land in a heat wave. The ground was beginning to crack by the drought that was sweeping the land. It was nearly impossible to get anything done in this type of heat and the main group of people that were affected by this heat and drought was the Texas farmers. This included Clayton Banks.

Clayton Banks was a hog and wheat farmer who lived a few miles west of Denton and he was praying for a day where the weather would let up so his crops would grow properly and his hogs could not roast to death. Everyone who worked on the Banks farm was being beaten down by this hot weather. Well.. everyone but Oliver Garcia.

The 26 year old cowboy sat at the base of the big oak tree in front of the Banks residence, being protected from the sun by the shade that the tree provided. Oliver was taking occasional puffs of a cigarette that was in between his lips while his hands busied themselves with a wooden carving of one of the Banks Shepard Dogs. It was peaceful. The wind blew through the air, carrying the sound of the hogs and horses from the barn all the way to where Oliver sat. It was almost heaven for the cowboy. Until it was all broken by the sound of wheels on the gravel. Oliver glanced up from his wooden carving, fixing his hat so he could see a bit better. It was a slick black car that seemed very out of place. It drove down the gravel road until it turned into the driveway of the Banks house. Oliver flipped his pocket knife close and stood up. His boss, Clayton Banks, opened the screen door and walked out onto the porch of the home with a wide smile on his face.