#bsco.event001

[leyasadventure]

Leya & Open Start of the Hike Group 1 “Alright, looks like we got a good group and you’re all ready to go.” She smiled walking through the group, “you guys just stay hydrated and we’re going to have some fun a long the way. Keep to the trail and we go in as a team we come out as a team.” Her brow raised as she stopped pacing her smile only growing wider, “got it?” 

With definite answers from everyone she had noticed one of the kids and shot them a wink don’t worry, “you’ll be fine. This one is pretty low impact.” She nodded to the person beside them, “and we got a few good people to look out for you.” 

[toni-reyes]

starter: open

Toni arrived to the event a little later than everyone due to him having to close up the dispensary. He’d been jealous of his co-workers that were able to work the both at the festival unlike him who had to work at their store where there’d only been a handful of customers. Toni quickly navigated to the booths where clothing was being sold, wanting to scope out the vintage clothing section to add to his large collection that really needed to be down-sized.

There had been many vendors advertising vintage clothing which quickly brought a smile to his face. He didn’t know how long he spent looking at the racks of clothing, but he knew that being high at the moment wasn’t the best decision because he was contemplating buying every little shirt and accessory he’d been fascinated by. The voice in the back of his head had been his only saving grace because he didn’t need to be spending all of his money on clothes yet again. 

He’d been filtering through the many racks when he spotted a jean jacket with a variety of Looney Tunes on the back of it that was the perfect size. Toni pulled the jacket off the rack, put it on himself, and turned to the person next to him. “Please be my second opinion and tell me I should get this jacket. Who doesn’t like the fucking Looney Tunes? I mean..look at it.” He did a complete twirl with the happiest of tone in his voice, completely avoiding the price tag because he didn’t want any negative factors preventing him from buying the jacket.

[junebugcoleman]

location: festival near the vendors availability: closed || @coltonwright​

She was bound to run into him eventually. Like clockwork it seemed that their paths crossed like a gravitational pull whenever they were in a hundred foot radius of each other. June was looking at sunglasses when she spotted Colt at a different booth close by. She didn’t try to hide that she had seen him, there was no point. They had done this song and dance enough times that it would just be downright stupid to play any coy games with him. Instead, her lips shrugged a small smile his way and she gave half a wave. 

It had been nearly three months since they’d spoken last. Not for lack of trying on her part. She had been the one to break it off this time and for the life of her she couldn’t even remember why anymore. They got into some argument over something trivial and she turned up the melodramatic as she tended to do sometimes. Less than a week later she had regretted it, despite the underlying fears that came from watching the separation of her parents and her siblings’ many failed relationships. June had tried to call and text, but they went unanswered. Colt had reason to be mad, but he was certainly letting it drag on way longer than it needed to. At least, that is what she told herself instead of focusing on the very real worry that he might just be done with her for good, now. 

“Well,” she looked at him expectantly. “Are you going to come over here or make me stand here like a dumbass lookin’ at you?”

[junebugcoleman]

when: saturday, august 20th, 2022 location: fair & rodeo grounds availability: closed | @aly-donovan​

The ranch rodeo was that night and while June wouldn't be competing or showing off any of the horse's skills, but plenty of Windy Hills employees would. That meant June had to work a little bit that day, just to drop off the horses and make sure they were in their correct stall when it was time for them to show off. Since the rest of the wranglers were getting ready for their sections, June asked Aly if she was up to helping her out that morning. Then after they could spend some time at the fair together. If she wanted to of course.

She pulled her truck into the back entrance with the others and parked to unload the trailer. “Hey thanks for coming with me. I could have done it alone but it’s so much faster with someone else.” June smiled at the other woman and got out of the cab to go open the horse trailer. “Alright I’ll take Vladmir because he can be fussy sometimes, Ginger is good with anyone,” June cupped her hand over her mouth and mocked a whisper. “Don’t tell Vlad I said this but Ginger is my favorite.” She winked and led the big black horse from its stall then waited for Aly to do the same.

[angeloconnor]

Status: closed @junebugcoleman​

Location: Somewhere during the festival 

Angel doesn’t like what she’s seeing. In fact, it’s starting to piss her off. But she gives it a second, watching and waiting to see how her friend will handle the situation. June’s a big girl who’s more than capable of defending herself, even if it is a grown ass man, obviously some rancher, who’s getting in her face. It’s pathetic, honestly. Whatever bullshit he’s on, Angel’s certain the older man wouldn’t try pulling it with one of June’s much larger, stronger, more capable brothers. He’s a bully, taking advantage of a situation where he believes he has the upper hand. Piece of shit. Angel has had enough. 

She smashes her near empty beer bottle on the ground, ignoring the disapproving looks of the people around her as she walks up to June and the man. “Hey,” She calls out, getting in between the two of them. Her grip tightens on the neck of the bottle as she points the broken end towards the man’s chest. “Back the fuck up,” She threatens him without hesitation, gently pressing sharp glass into the fabric of his shirt. She’s not afraid to do it, and she needs to make sure he knows it too. He gets the message, grumbling as he turns on his heels.

“You good?” Angel asks June, turning to her after tossing the bottle.

[junebugcoleman]

when: july 2022, wildflower festival, early evening location: near the food vendor availability: closed || @beckshudson​

Aimless, it could practically be June’s middle name at that point. She idly walked through the food area, occasionally popping a cheese curd in her mouth and wiping the excess grease off on her patchwork shorts. Bored and a little lonely, she was not sure what she should do next. There were plenty of people she knew somewhere within the crowds and at the very least she could go find a family member to annoy for a while. That train of thought was cut off when she spotted a familiar silhouette near the food area. 

With a smile, she moved closer and poked Beckett lightly in the arm. “Hey fancy seeing you here.” She greeted, her face warm and excited. June met Beck at the national park after going there enough times to escape all that is life and a little muse inspiration. He showed her a lot of the off-trail places she didn’t know about. After a while they just started bonding as people do and now she considered him a close friend. “Were you giving tours? I took one of my baby cousins that’s visiting earlier, he got so excited. I forget how much we take all this stuff for granted.” Her free hand motioned in a circle in the air. “Like, y’know the mountains and flowers and way too desensitized-by-people wildlife, ‘cause we see it everyday.” She paused to pop another cheese curd in her mouth. “But, like, he’s from North Dakota and they don’t have anything but prairie and flatness. It’s crazy.” June shook her head, mouth still partially full from the snack. 

“Anyways, what are you up to? How was your day? Want to hang for a while?” The words fell from her mouth quickly and she beamed at him, allowing time for him to get a word in finally.