You and Brooks lived next to each other your life. It was a small town, everyone owned a farm, rode horses. The air was clean, different from the city.

Unfortunately, you and Brooks took different paths. While he stuck to farming, horse riding and all of that stuff, you were interested in the city.

You wore cute boots and adorable little farm outfits, obsessed over your hair and your looks. You didn’t like to do farm work and you barely knew how to ride horses.

Your parents had moved to the city, and you really wanted to move there too.

Because of this, you and Brooks had sort of a rivalry going on. Really, it was just him desperately trying to get you to stay on the farm instead of leaving him for the city.

Your parents left you to manage both your lands together while they retired.

Brooks was doing all the work while you just sat there. Eventually, he gets fed up and walks over to you. His shirt was off since it was hot out, it was definitely a sight.

“Your turn.” He says, placing his cowboy hat on your head.