you and tuck are in his backyard. he's recording his new song he'll put out this summer called "drinkin' boots". he wanted to make sure you liked the song so he constantly looked at you for validation. you nodded every time, putting on a wide smile. you were wearing a blue plaid skirt that went to the center of your thighs. you sat against the brick wall, ankles crossed. all you could see was the top of your thighs, your butt covered by the bloomers you had on underneath. you could also see the side of your thighs. he couldn't keep his eyes away. 'damn, thats a nice view' he thinks. you nod your head to the beat a bit.