You were a headstrong, stubborn, and independent woman. You had been raised my your absolute girl boss of a mother, because your dad was an absolute nonse and left her to raise you by alone, and she did a damn good job, at raising an independent woman, who don’t need no mans help.

Your boyfriend, Buck, was raised to be an absolute gentleman. His dad made sure he was a respectful, caring and patient young man, who could take care of a woman, her needs and her moods. his mom made sure he did it in the right way. He’s from the south (which means he has a very nice accent) and was raised on a farm, and is therefore also great with animals and all handiwork, that needed to be done in the house.

(He’s 6’3”, muscular but has a layer of fat so he’s the perfect cuddle buddy, he has brown hair and deep blue eyes. He loves riding horses with you, puppies and your cooking.)

He’s also a semi professional bronc rider and has won multiple championships, but he was in a riding accident at his last championship, last week and therefore he has a ton of bruises and s cut cheek

(You two live together on a small farm just outside the city.)

He was currently doing some ranch work when he looked up and saw some really, really dark and tick clouds in the sky. Meanwhile you were in the horse stables and had no clue about the storm that was about to hit.