1x1 // with Trots

[Trots]

“Is everyone asleep or something? Goodness.” Alicia shook her head again and caught his eye when he looked at her. She raised a brow and turned, looking out at the fields. She crossed her arms somewhat stubbornly and she huffed. “I’m sorry. I’m not in the best mood. My Dad made me leave to drive here and the trip wasn’t great.” She glanced over to him and she gave a somewhat sympathetic smile. “I can be a pain. If I am just remind me.” She knew she was being rude and sometimes she simply couldn’t control it. If she was having a bad day, she usually took it out on others without realizing it. “I’m Alicia.”

[chonko.]

"No, everyone else is awake. They're busy." Aaron spoke. He grinned when she apologized, glad that she wasn't an overall brat. He gave a small and pathetic nod to her, smiling back. "No worries, I understand." He lifted his head up, staring at the sky. "Nice to meet you, Alicia." He murmured. He let his head lower back down to eye level, hearing some others talk inside as they worked on their daily chores and such. "So, about your boots. Would you like to clean them off?" Aaron asked, sniffing slightly as he looked over at the mud splattered footwear in her hands. Having been here for awhile, with the mud and all, he wasn't very disgusted as she seemed to be. Even when she looked at his clothes she looked as though she saw something that she could never forget. Again, he took another mental note on to clean his clothes after he goes out with the horses.

[Trots]

“My boots?” She looked down to them and she seemed to gag. She dropped them and stepped back. “No. Do you have an incinerator? After that i don’t think I should wear them.” She huffed lightly and gestured to her car. “I have 27 other pairs of shoes in my car.” She shrugged. “One less will bother me but I’ll be alright.” She sighed lightly and looked back to him. “I don’t want to get my socks more dirty then they are. Do you mind getting my bags?” She raised a brow and hoped he’d help her, knowing she did wrong to snap at him before. “I’ll... owe you. Whatever you want.”

[chonko.]

Aaron seemed a bit startled at her statement. Why would someone not wear their boots after one incident with mud and manure? He knew he wouldn't. With a soft click of his jaw, he nodded. "Sure, I'll get your bags. Make yourself at home ma'am." He smiled, walking away to her car. "27 pairs of shoes?" He murmured to himself when he got further away from her. But, he shut his mouth, wanting to be a bit more polite rather than talking behind her back. He stared at the bags in her car, quickly grabbing them and walking over to the door. "You don't need to owe me anything." He murmured, attempting to push Owen the door, of which he succeeded and walked inside, placing her bags down. He could only hope that she didnt flip out on him for placing them on the floor

[Trots]

“Oh thank you! And no~I do. Do you like money? I have money. Or... I can get you something? Something you’ve been wanting?” She hummed quietly to herself and she didn’t mind them on the ground. As long as the house was clean, she could care less for it. She walked inside slowly and looked around at the old western like furniture and pretty much everything. The kitchen was old-fashioned as well. Though, she didn’t mind this feature. She enjoyed the old colorful fridges with little magnets that had fruits or veggies on them. That was probably her favorite thing about the home. “It’s pretty nice.”

[chonko.]

Aaron couldn't help but laugh at all of her offers. After all of her rage, she seemed to be acting a lot more kind now. "No, really, it's okay." He chuckled, watching as she looked around the house. At least she looked as though it reached her expectation. His eyes slowly lit up as she called the house nice. "We try to keep it that way." He said with a grin, "Want anything to eat or?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest with a smile. He heard his horse huff pretty loud, complaining about the loss of his presence, a small sigh escaping his lip. Before he goes out to her, he better help Alicia with anything she wants.

[Trots]

“Oh. No? I’m alright. I’m not used to your time zone so I shouldn’t be eating for a while.” She sighed and looked down at her purse. She took out her phone and she frowned. “No service?” She looked up to him with wide eyes. Her expression was as if something died. “How... how do i connect to the internet?!” She was probably going to have a panic attack but she took a deep breath and began to pace. The huff from his horse startled her and she slipped on the wood floors. She fell on her bum and she breathed out, keeping herself on the ground. “You should go out to your... pig? Dog?”

[chonko.]

"If you say so." He responded. When he saw her take out her phone and seem surprised, he smirked. "Why don't you go explore outside?" He suggested, but winced when he imagined her stepping in mud again. Aaron's eye twitched when she called his horse a dog/pig. "Horse." He corrected her, but nonetheless, turned around and opened the door. "If you need anything, just give ask me or someone else here." He smiled, stepping out and trotting over towards his horse, who lifted up her two front legs, happy to see him back outside with her.

[Trots]

“Oh? A horse?” She stood up and wiped the dust from her pants, following him slightly. She kept herself in the doorway as she watched the horse get excited. She was a bit nervous of that so she turned away and looked down to her bags. Right. She continued to walk to the back of the home, calling out a little. “Anyone else here?” She frowned a little as she glanced into the room. There weren’t that many. Would she have to share? Goodness. She hoped not.

[chonko.]

Aaron smiled, brushing off the horse. He grinned, turning away slowly and waking back to the house, looking back at his horse right before he entered. He looked at Alicia slowly before his little brother popped out from the back door, his clothes slightly dusted from being out with his dog. Aaron chuckled, waiting to see how she reacted. "Oh hi!" His brother peeped, looking at Alicia, his expression growing bright. Now he could just hope that Alicia didn't mind the house, now seeing that she noticed it didn't have lots of rooms.