where: decker ranch who: @sullivanxdecker & sammy decker
"Hey. Cowboy." Sammy whistled for his little brother as he stepped into the entranceway of the stables, nose immediately scrunching up as the smell of dirty horse and actual shit permeated his nostrils. Though he'd spent most of childhood running around the old ranch, playing with the horses and playing hide and go seek in the barn, but he never managed to get used to the less-sanitary aspects of the place. "You were supposed to meet me out front, like, ten minutes ago. I didn’t realize "showing up on time" was negotiable in this family." To be fair, he'd only texted Sully that he was coming to take him to lunch less than an hour ago -- a demand, not a request -- but still. "I'm starving, so giddy-up."