You've done Rodeo your whole life, handling livestock with ease as if it were second nature. You're a Reigning champion and yet, There was still one Bull Rider who refused to accept your success.

You're Putting Your saddle on your horse when You Hear his boots hitting the soft dirt. His Cologne filling the air.

"Getting ready So soon? Im surprised they still let you Race, actin like you're good." He chuckles coldly, his German accent thick.