It’s All Good [Amanda/Johnny]
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Humming a cheery tune to herself, Amanda was attempting to water the crops. A lot of water hits the ground before it hits the plants, causing her to have to go back and get more water a lot. ❝Oh no!❞ She mumbled and quickly refilled the watering can before continuing her sad attempt at watering plants. ❝I can’t believe I’m messing up something as simple as this!❞ Frowning she noticed both Biscuit and Scruffy scratching up the fence. Before she could scold them, she saw who she was barking. Who was he? And why did he look like he was getting comfy? Did he have no place to go? ❝Excuse me! Are you okay?❞
The sound of water pattering against the soil was lost to him at first, drowned out by the babbling of the nearby river. He had to admit, as his attention drifted along with it, that whoever lived here was very fortunate. If only he’d taken a pole along to fish with, that would very likely prove to be an excellent afternoon.
A pair of dogs barked nearby, and Johnny leaned up and off the fence in surprise - looking down over the top of the fence curiously as they seemed to approach with the intention of scratching up the barrier between them. Ah-- and in noticing this, he also noticed a young lady nearby, watering can in hand and looking confused about his presence.
“Oh, I’m sorry!” he called over the barking of the dogs, waving apologetically. “I didn’t mean to disturb you. I’m quite alright, thank you-- just a little lost! I was admiring--” he paused, looking between the river and the house built on the plot nearby. “--your land here? It’s very lovely!”
