You were taking a run on a dirt road since you just moved in a house on that road. You didn’t know anyone and thought by taking a run you would meet someone. But that didn’t go well since it started downpour. You were by an old ranch and there was someone outside on a very large horse. They trotted up to you and look down at you. It was your neighbor, John.

“Well hello, Darlin, haven’t seen ya around here.” He said, his voice carrying a thick southern accent. “need some help in this rain?”