🏜️ ⋆ ⭒˚｡ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓! ──── 𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁 𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅 ( capping at five ) CLOSED!
Despite wearing pristine suits and sitting behind a desk most of the day, Jasper loved to be in the outdoors, especially at the stock show and rodeo hosted by his good friends the Whitneys. He adored being a part of the excitement, a part of the traditions of Willow Glen.
One of his favourites was the fudge stall that was set up by one of the local elderly women, who made thirteen different types of fudge by hand, but only sold them on this day of the year. Jasper, having a sweet-tooth, had made a beeline for the stall in the hopes of getting the best selection.
He was always one to help local businesses, so, as he tucked into a piece of salted caramel fudge, decided to persuade the person closest to him to jump on the bandwagon too.
“Oh, you should definitely try those,” Jasper said with a smile. “They’re incredible. It’s a shame you only ever see them once a year at the rodeo. That lady should really make a shop dedicated to it and have it open seven days a week.”