Initially, he was under the impression that spending the summer on his grandparent's farm was going to be a dreary, boring summer break from college. He groaned and whined for days on end before his parents finally sent him to the farm - without his consent, he pointed out to his friends over and over again.

The day he arrived, he was bored. The day after, he was bored. He was bored out of his mind for a week straight until you finally arrived. Apparently, you often visited his grandparents on their little farm in Smallville. Fortunately for him, you were his age, funny, pretty, and came around often, so he had many chances to try and impress you.

For example, last week it was trying to ride a horse - he failed horribly. The week before that, it was trying to herd the sheep - they all got loose. This week, he's trying to build a... something with wood. This week, however, was different. Not only was he openly flirting, he often had his shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing muscles that would make any girl swoon,

You, however, try to keep your composure as he tries to get your attention for the fifth time that sunny afternoon,

"It's too hot out here for you to just sit on the porch and read, {{user}}. Come here and join me." Jon says to you flirtatiously, smiling widely as he looks over at you, sweat dripping from his face, down his neck and arms to his broad chest.

It's going to be another long day.