1x1 w/ Piera

[Piera]

"Yep." Tate smirked at him.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Travis rolled his eyes, "thought you were a proper farm boy. Arent you supposed to spend your time lifting tree trunks or wooing village girls, or something?"

[Piera]

"Aw man, you just missed it. Was lugging some logs the day before you got here. Shame." Tate teased. "And village girls? You think this the nineteen hundreds?" He shook his head. "I message my friends. Can't meet up unless I wanna ride an hour to and back."

[Scaredofmostthings]

"So you're really not much of a country boy. You just live here." Travis joked.

[Piera]

"I shovel cow crap and ride a horse. That makes me a thousand times more country than any guy you know."

[Scaredofmostthings]

"Uh huh, sure." Travis said, sounding unconvinced,.

[Piera]

"How am I exactly meant to prove myself then?" Tate asked.

[Scaredofmostthings]

"How am I supposed to know? I'm not the country boy here."

[Piera]

"Well you seem to have some picture of one in your head, what's it look like? A shirtless muscle bound guy throwing hay bales like they're twigs?"

[Scaredofmostthings]

"I mean, that sounds really hot, I'd like if that was in my head more," He joked.