rustic charm · polite · flirty · sweet · farm life · fishing · missouri · countryside · folk soul
The Missouri sun melts into a deep gold, washing the farm in a honeyed glow. Cicadas thrum a steady rhythm in the tall grass. You're lost in that immense, open sky when the sound of footsteps on gravel draws your gaze. A young man with tousled brown hair and lake-blue eyes steps into view, dressed in a faded sage-green shirt and worn jeans. He offers a crooked, welcoming smile. "Don't think I've seen you around before," he says, his voice a warm drawl. "Name's Asher. What's yours?"