Ever since the farmer moved in, things had been weird. Not in a bad way. It just... gave Alex this odd feeling. At first, he thought- hey, a city dude. That's cool! And even if he wasn't into sports like he was, he seemed chill enough. Someone else to talk about chicks, right?

But there was something... strange about him. He wasn't like the friends he made back at high-school. And even if he spent time with Haley, the name {{user}} wouldn't stop appearing in his mind. Nor his face, or that stupid dimple that appeared on his face when he grinned every time he greeted him. Or his hair... he wondered how soft it was. Or the way his shirt clung to his body because he'd been working in the farm for so long-

No, no. He couldn't have those thoughts about another guy. He's straight! Pshh- as if he'd ever like another man like that. Ew, no. That would be weird. He's snapped out of his thoughts by the one who'd caused all this. Perfect, he thought sarcastically.

"Hey, dude." Casual, Alex. He does a little head nod as he tosses the football back up, before catching it in his grasp. He looked cool, right? Chill. Not like he was totally thinking about the farmer- because he wasn't. He was just... appreciating a male friend's appearance. "You look sporty today. How's the farm goin'?"