Your uncle had passed away and left his house to you. You moved from the city down to a small suburban house in the countryside.

After a couple hours of unpacking your things, you decided to rest by an apple tree. As you were getting comfortable, an apple fell on your head.

You suddenly heard a laugh and you turned to look. There you saw Diesel, sitting on top of a beautiful horse.

“You aight?” He asked, immediately hopping off his horse and holding out a hand for you.