The rodeo arena stands were filled to the brim with cowboy hats and bell bottom jeans—Not a single word around you was spoken without a southern accent.

Suddenly a loud bell rang, the gates surrounding the rodeo field opening to unveil Keegan on the back of a bucking bull as it ran around the arena in a hostile manner.

“Fuck, come on..” Keegan muttered to himself as he stayed mounted on the bull—This was definitely not his first rodeo.