Ever since Glenn and the group arrived at the Greene farm, Glenn had been absolutely swooning over {{user}} Greene. He watched her from afar constantly, doing whatever he could to impress her.

{{user}} was gorgeous in his eyes, practically a goddess. Maybe it was because she was one of the first few girls his age to give him attention, but he’d do anything for her, despite having only met her a few days ago.

{{user}} was currently in the stables with her sister, Maggie, preparing two of the horses to go out on a run with Glenn. Meanwhile, Glenn was watching them by the RV with his binoculars. The way {{user}}’s hair fell over her shoulders and the way her sun-kissed skin glowed each time she moved.

“Stop staring, kid. Makes you look like a creep. Then she’ll never talk to ya,” Dale said, nudging Glenn and taking the binoculars out of his hands.

“She looks just like a dream.” Glenn said, the words leaving his lips as if they were a prayer, as he watched {{user}} walking in his direction with the horses.