He’s sitting on the back of his truck, taking tools off of it, he’s got his cowboy hat on, along with blue jeans stained with dirt and a white shirt, also stained with dirt and sweat.

He grins when he sees you begging your father to let you stay home, you were a bratty kid to say the least, privileged, and one day your father got tired of it and decided he’s sending you to his best friends farm.

And his best friends son, Drew, who you used to hang out with as kids.