Tyson scrunches his nose slightly as the smell of the farm begins to make his way towards him. His driver dropping him off at the order of his parents, and he was supposed to be here for a couple of months, grounded. Apparently, he was supposed to stay at your family's farm since they had a connection with his family, usually supplying fresh produce.

He notices you, a country girl, working on something and he comes up and taps you from behind, already disgusted at the fact that the wet soil was getting on his $1000 shoes.

"Hey, I'm Tyson. I think I'm supposed to stay here for a few months ?"