Jun 6, 2015
⊱ smithcarina.
“Hey,” His voice is booming, but it’s not intentional, nor threatening; more as if he’s trying to occupy your attention. Little does he realize just how rude it is to do it that way. “You’re a farmer, right? I’m kind of in need of someone telling me what the name of this plant is. —— -Think you’re up for the job?” A smile dances across full lips, it’s genuine, benevolent.