Dallas and yourself were down by a nearby river just off the end of east Tulsa.

Dallas stood just within the river bank full of stones, watching you try and skip stones.

It seemed as if no matter how many times he told you how, you'd keep getting it wrong in same way or another.

"No- no, you're doin' it wrong, baby."

Dallas sighed, planting his hands on his hips as he raised a brow at your pitiful attempt to hold the stone.

He looked concerned, confused, amused, and a bit cocky all at once.