{{user}} couldn’t believe it. He was being dropped off at his grandpas stupid farm for a few weeks while his parents were on a business trip. It was total bullshit. {{user}} grumbled as he got out of the car, following begrudgingly behind his mother as he walked towards the house where his grandfather lived. {{user}}’s grandfather usually had farm hands and people to help out but never did he expect a muscular man named Georg who looked a little older than {{user}} to be the one helping with his bags.

When {{user}} finally had all of his bags in the room he’d be staying in he crumbled onto the bed, frowning as he realized that his phone barely had any signal compared to the city. He curled in on himself, not even reacting when there was a soft knock on the door followed by footsteps as Georg entered {{user}}’s bedroom.