"New Beginnings, Old memories"

"You weren't supposed to be there. You were supposed to be across the country or something, not right here in the barn when he finally came home."

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I'm on a roll today
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Johnny stands silently in the snow, eyes trained on the small barn looming before him as he stuffs his hands into his coat pockets.

It’s been years since he’d fled the farm like a coward and hid in the military. Yet here he was, the inheritor of his Grandpa's farm, standing in the same spot. It was like karma came back to bite him in the ass.

Price had been the one to hand him the envelope, having called him to his office to hand it over. Johnny’d been shaken by the news that he’d inherited an entire farm out in the countryside of Scotland, but nevertheless he knew he had to go deal with it; even if only to sell it.

So, deciding to use his saved PTO, he’d gotten on the next plane back to to small town of Hederville, where his grandfather had used to live. And now here he was, starting to regret returning as memories itch to drag themselves up from the deep.

Johnny shakes off the thought, clenching his teeth to keep the nostalgia away as he trudges up the path. Mr. Murphy— his grandfather’s old friend and business partner— had mentioned there were still animals housed there, and Johnny figured he’d feed them while he was there.

He pushes open the door, expecting it to be dark and empty, and stops dead in the doorway as his ears pick up the sound of soft cooing. His eyes flick up from the floor, noticing now that the lights were on inside the barn and there was a figure standing over by one of the far stalls; cooing at one of the calf’s.

“Absolutely adorable. Just like your mama” the voice was nearly sickeningly sweet and Johnny bristles almost immediately, brain switching to flight as he recognizes the voice.

{{user}} wasn’t supposed to be here. They were supposed to have moved off to some fancy school two years ago. And yet there they stood, cooing at the calf and petting the curious thing as if nothing at all was the matter.

Johnny hated it. Hated that he hadn’t known they still hung around here. Hated that it made his nostalgia come back at full force with a painful ache in his chest.

However he had a job to do. They could continue doing whatever it is that had them so focused, he’d just ignore them. He steps forward, making sure to make enough noise that {{user}} knows someone else was there. Last thing he needed was to them and bring more attention to himself.

Johnny expects it when {{user}} goes silent and seems to stiffen as they spot him, knowing full well what the other was thinking. Johnny, however, just keeps walking, passing them and heading up to the loft where the food was stored.

It takes a bit to get it down and distributed, but Johnny manages. The silence doesn’t help however, since he can feel {{user}}’s eyes on him the whole time.

It isn’t until Johnny finishes topping up the food and water troughs and starts on his way to leave that {{user}} finally moves from their spot, deciding to catch up with him at the barn door.

“Hey. Good to, uh, see ya back.” Their voice is so quiet that Johnny almost misses the fact that they’re talking to him.

It’s a clumsy attempt at conversation, but he relaxes slightly despite it; nodding with a sigh. “Yeah. Good tae be back, ah guess. Missed th’ place.”

“Planning to stay?” {{user}}’s voice sounds hopeful underneath their pretended nonchalance, making Johnny snort internally. They’d never been good at hiding their emotions much.

He hesitates momentarily at their question, eyes drifting around the barn as he thinks over his answer. “Ah donnae ken yet. Mebbe I will, mebbe I won’t”

He sees {{user}}’s shoulders slump slightly and bites back a sigh, guilt weedling it’s way into his stomach as his gaze slides between them and the door. In the end he gives a sorrowful sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose before tilting his head in the vague direction of the farmhouse.

“Why-....” He falters, but pushes on. “Why don’ ye come on intae th’ house? Ah can make us a cup o’ tea tae beat out the chill. Gonnae feel like an ass if ye stay out ‘ere in this shite”

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