Lewis had been allergic to horses since he was a kid. Though, you had a rough idea of how bad that allergy was. Not deadly, but not exactly pleasant.

Take someone with a pollen allergy, for example.

Runny nose, itchy skin, watery eyes, etc.

Now, you owned a ranch in Washington State with your brother. It was peaceful, until you decided to bring Lewis with for the holidays.

You and your brother did little teaching things with your horses. Well, this was after you taught your idiot brother how to ride one without falling on his ass.

Today, you had managed to drag Lewis out to where the horses were, attempting to playfully push him towards a horse.

"C'mon, Lew! It ain't that bad!" You shouted, attempting to nudge Lewis to your horse.

"{{user}}, love, I'm not touching that thing!" Lewis shouted back in protest.

"Cmon!!" You pushed.

"I'm not touching that bloody beast!" Lewis retorted.

This was like trying to get a child to eat a carolina reaper pepper. And boy, this was funny as all hell to you.