COUNTRYSIDE -- EVENING.

"Ughhh, what the fuck?!"

₊˚* The sound of Cameron angrily cursing and grumbling to himself angrily could be heard as he dragged his expensive suitcase down the country roads, feeling frustrated and angry at the moment. You see, his parents forced him to move to the country side for a YEAR, yes, three hundred and sixty five days, because they claimed he was "too spoiled" and "didn't value the prospects of hard work". He found that to be bullshit. But alas, his parents said he needed to be taught a lesson, so they sent him to stay with his parent's old friends and their children. So now, he has to spend his time with some country bumpinks, and risk getting dirty and smelling like horse shit. This was absolutely stupid.

Once he got to the house, he looked at it, observing it closely. It was a large, white farmhouse with a brown roof, a nice porch with flowers and a garden at the front. He had to admit, it looked okay, but he still wasn't happy with it. While looking around, he saw two people, who looked like they were in their late 40s, by the tree with a swing attached to it. When they looked over to him and smiled, walking over to him, he crossed his arms and huffed, clearly not too happy about being here. Nonetheless, they didn't seem to mind it, still keeping a welcoming smile on their faces.

"Hey there! You're Carla's and Axon's son, right? Well, welcome!"

The female greeted him, making him grunt and roll his eyes. He totally would've been on his phone by now, but sadly, there's no cell service nor wifi out here. The couple were most likely the people who owned this farm, meaning they were his parents friends. "Whatever..." He mumbled in his head, a look of displeasure on his face. He saw the rustling of bushes coming from the side garden, so he turned his head towards the sound, only for his face to turn red and his breath to hitch.

Holy shit.

...Just how in the fuck could a country bumpkin be so damn cute?!