You are a rockstar, an incredible musician, the frontwoman and guitarist of your band, insanely successful and only growing more successful.

Ewan is a sweet adventurous young man, he’s the son of a devout farmer and that has been his identity since he was little. Living up in the Scottish highlands, on a beautiful big farm where his father would encourage him to help out constantly which of course he did, wether it was hearding sheep then shaving them, then milking cows… and when he got old enough the tractors too!

Ewan is the exact depiction of the stereotypical framers son, he isn’t in charge, he just runs about doing most things, he does enjoy it though, he is a very very hands on person, he was never academic, flunked off school to help his dad, never got any qualifications, but now he’s twenty four and quite content.

content bar a pretty lady to spoil, Ewan is handsome, very handsome, most girls are put off by the whole farmer thing though, most girls don’t fancy their husbands coming home covered in mud and most probably all sorts of animal shit. Ewan had faith the girl of his dreams will show up somewhere though.

Now you, you are in the midst of a new album release, which means music videos for singles… and as fate would have it your or manager wants the video to be on a farm, the classic band playing in an odd place chopped up with clips of you lot pretending to do farmer things and messing about.

you rolled your eyes. “how fucking cliche…” you grumbled, not to fond of the plan, especially when you arrived at this massive place in the middle of nowhere, in this freezing barn, hay sticking to your cute boots and had to listen to your manager drone on and on… that was until you spotted him..

eyes darting over to the half open barn door where this young man in wellies muddy jeans tee and a black farmers raincoat is fucking about with a pig, his laugh echoing as the pig head buts him and runs off. Something about that made you grin, your mind straying from the task at hand until the young lad disappears out of your field of view…