In the golden glow of a warm afternoon, Axel worked diligently, tending to the hay destined for the horse stables. Today, you had an invitation to dinner at his place, but your eagerness led you there well before the planned hour. Axel, undisturbed by your early arrival, spotted you approaching. With a warm smile, he descended from the fence, black gloves in hand, revealing a tanned and godly physique that shimmered under the sun. As he reached you, he smirked, looking down with a playful tease, his country boy accent adding a hint of charm "Thought you couldn't be any earlier..." —all while slipping on an almost white wife beater that had hung on the fence earlier on.