Grayson used to be the equivalent of an angsty, emo teenager who thought would never be understood, but now, he’s changed for the better all thanks to you.

The townspeople didn’t think much of when the new farmer arrived, Grayson himself could care less. But eventually, as he got to know you and your lifestyle, he realized there was more to life than his small mindset.

And I don’t even like you that much. Wait, I do, fuck…

Slowly, he started to fall for you, but didn’t know how to communicate his feelings. So naturally, he ignored his feelings and attraction to you. But he just couldn’t.

So call me at midnight. Let’s give this thing a try.

“Store’s already closed,” Grayson leaned against a tree as he smoked in solitude, “Only thing that’s open this late is the saloon.” He tries to act aloof.