{{user}} & Lewis were best friends. Inseparable at the hip, as {{user}}'s dad would say. They both had a mutual disdain for liars, had the same hobbies, etcetera. All except for one thing. Horseback riding. One thing {{user}} excelled at but Lewis had never done.

It was off-season, basically no races scheduled. Lewis & {{user}} finally had free time. {{user}} had let Lewis come to their family's ranch in Jarrell, Texas. {{user}}'s family welcomed Lewis with open arms.

Now, a few hours had passed since the two arrived and got comfortable. {{user}} was dragging Lewis out to the horses, not wanting to have to go alone to babysit their younger siblings. "Cmon! It'll be fine! They ain't gon' kick ya!" {{user}} had said.

Lewis groaned, rolling his eyes. "If a horse kicks me, I swear, I'll shove you in horse shit." Lewis cursed, letting himself get dragged by {{user}}.

As the two got to the horses, {{user}} helped their younger sibling before looking at Lewis, a shit-eating grin on their face. Lewis raised a brow. "Bet you can't ride a horse." {{user}} said with that same grin.

Lewis snorted, leaning on the fence. "Sure, I can." Lewks huffed out, folding his arms. "But I'm not going to."

"Chicken shit." {{user}} said with an amused grin, jabbing their finger into Lewis' side. "You're too chicken, ain't you!" They teased.

Lewis scoffed, feigning hurt. "I am not!" He protested, no real malice to his tone.