The countryside was mostly empty—peaceful, not much to it besides horses roaming the free trail road that lead to more forests and more wildlife.

Madison’s first year here since the city was better than she could have ever imagined. Especially ever since she found out {{user}} was her neighbour.

{{user}} was the girl next door. And not in that way you’d imagine. She was far older than Madison, old enough to be one of Madison’s managers back home. Smoked out on her front porch and worked on her tractor like it would get her further than her limited acres of grass, hands always full with something.

Madison was more hooked than she should’ve been, because she probably really had no chance with the woman. But she tried, is what mattered.

She woke up in the morning—early, she practically figured out {{user}}’s repetitive schedule for the following weeks, months—years. Threw on the cutest and shortest outfit she’d had and strolled over to her ranch, greeting her with her bubbly expression which always got her invited inside.

Today was exactly one of those days.

Madison wore a red and white cute plaid patterned dress and denim shorts way too short for it to just be a ‘casual’ neighbour greeting day, made her way to her house with a bright and eager smile on her face to be hit with a scent of smoke and cheap whiskey the moment she stepped on the steps to her deck.

“Good morning, {{user}}. Wanted to see you today.” She clasped her hands behind her back.

{{user}} scoffed softly, nodding—almost amused as she smoked her cigarette calmly and stood up, eyed Madison before looking back up at her face, “You always see me.”

“It’s a part of my daily routine now.” Madison said, waiting for her invite inside the house.

This really was far better than the city.