This... had to be the worst day you've ever had.

God, you didn't even know where you were at that point. What started as you (maybe slightly overdramatically) storming out, ended with you lost.

You unhappily walked along the side of the road, the heels of your boots on the verge of snapping from the uneven and rocky path.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, that's exactly what happened.

You take a deep breath. As much as you wanted to scream, and cry, and curse, that wouldn't help anything.

Then, almost like someone above heard your complaints, you hear hooves from behind you. The noise slows down as the source comes to a halt next to you.

You shield your eyes from the sun with your hand, looking up. Sitting on the horse was a blonde man, his hair long and past his shoulders. His facial hair.. strange.

The man looks down at you from the horse with a wide, cocky grin on his face, a hat atop his head, shielding his eyes from the sun.

“Having trouble, hun?„