Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Perry had been finding himself in a better mood lately. Maybe it was because he was accepting the fact this dad was never coming back. And maybe he would never meet his mom. It did help that he was allowing himself to open up to Cal and Christian, as well. Not as much as he wanted to yet, but Perry was working on it.
He was at the dock, wrapping up some ropes on the dock – whistling to himself. There were a few patrons here and there. Many of them he would’ve been a piss rat too, but Perry had been nice to them. Their harder demands, he threw toward his boss. So far, the patrons seemed to like that he was becoming more personable. Bigger tips, for sure.
After finishing the ropes, Perry found himself walking back to the office covered in sweat. He opened the back door and was greeted by a young woman. She didn’t appear to look like someone who fished or boated, but Perry knew better than to voice those assumptions out loud.
“Oh, hey, welcome in! I must’ve not heard the bell,” he apologized. “I hope you weren’t waiting too long. How can I help you?”
Leonie had had a pretty productive morning, and was enjoying pleasing herself for the day. She'd gotten a bit of work done early doors, and then decided she was going to get out and soak up some sunshine. She'd shut herself away to get a lot of coursework completed the previous week, which had been fine given the horrendous amount of rain for April they'd received, but she wanted to enjoy the warmth of the sun whilst they had it. It was lucky for her that they could afford to have her horses on full livery, it made life easier even if it did feel like cheating to only need to go up to ride or to brush them if she fancied it. She'd used the time as her excuse to break from the work, but otherwise she'd felt like a caged animal, and today's freedom felt magnificent.
Wandering around the farmer's market with a cup of coffee in hand, she paused to pick up a few items. Though she didn't do the cooking at home, she had no qualms about helping pick up supplies, and besides, who couldn't resist locally grown fresh fruit and vegetables. Leo was sure to pick out only the ripest of apples to gift to her horses later on when she popped up to see them, putting them into a plastic bag and handing over the cash to pay for them. Once settled, she wandered off again, letting her feet and her nose take her wherever she pleased.
She ended up on the docks as the market petered out. The sun reflecting off the calm waves of blue, she wondered what it was like to live the life of a fisherman. Was it a simple one? Out on the ocean for a few weeks, come back with a haul, get drunk, get merry, make money then sail back out again. Sometimes she felt like her life was one giant weight, hanging over her, ready to fall. So much pressure, all the time, from every side, pushing in on her, threatening to crush her. She held it off, she persevered, she worked damn hard.. but sometimes she wondered...
“Oh, hey, welcome in! I must’ve not heard the bell, I hope you weren’t waiting too long. How can I help you?” Leonie gave a little start of surprise, having wandered into a building without her usual presence of mind. Only the fish tackle and bait options gave her a nudge toward the direction of what shop she'd chosen. Why, she didn't quite know. She wasn't into fishing, had never done it in her life, but wasn't that what she wanted? Something different, something quiet? Fishing was meant to be quiet, wasn't it? She blushed faintly and stepped forward, realising she was just standing there, looking somewhat dumbly at this ridiculously good looking guy complete with a sheen of tantalising sweat. Well fuck. "Uhhh hi, sorry... I don't really know how you can help me." What a way to sound even more ridiculous. She rolled her eyes at herself and tried to start over. "Do you do fishing supplies and stuff?" Oh wow, her etiquette coach would be throwing a few books at her right about now.
ACCOUNTING AND MATHS STUDENT <3 SINGLE | TWO HORSES (WEST & HELIOS)
Perry tilted his head, taking in the woman in front of him. She looked around his age, but who could tell these days? Very poised, so possibly a family member of someone who owned one of the yachts docked outside. He smiled when she addressed him. “Well, we have fishing supplies and stuff! Are you looking for a gift? Or are you interested in picking up a new hobby?” Perry would have to do his best to hide his surprise if she was buying for herself. Not that there was anything wrong with it, and it meant that he had to work on his judgment.
“I’m Perry, by the way.” He was sure that she probably clocked his name tag, but better to be polite. He could feel Cal’s invisible glare on him to make sure he was treating the customers correctly. Heck, Cal would probably giggle like a schoolgirl if he witnessed Perry trying to adjust his own shoulders and posture in front of an attractive person.
