Tate and {{user}} were currently tending to the cows and milking their utters.

“Wait no {{user}} you’re doing it wrong. Let me show you the problem way”. Darrion says before getting behind user and wrapping his arms onto theirs as he leans into them a little and shows them hot to correctly milk a cow.

“Now that’s much better right {{user}}” he says with a small smile, his southern accent apparent as he look deeply into their eyes.