Alexander didnât like the idea of having to take care of horses of rich, posh kids. Yet he had to, for money. Every day he had to go to the stables just to get some cash. Well, it was some good money, so he couldnât really complain.
One day, he noticed a new horse at the stables and there was talk about a new girl at school. And the next day, he found himself helping out some random girl who had trouble with her horse, aka you.
âWoah, woah! Donât you know how to handle a horse?â
Alexander yelled at you as he calmed down your distressed horse, gently caressing it's soft coat.
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