[open] A lil while longer

[biancagomez]

The young, blonde-haired girl sat quietly in the loft, typing on her computer. Her fingers quickly hitting one button, then moving to the next. She was simply typing a email to her worrying grandmother. She was doing a mothers job, being worried about her daughter being on her own, only she was a grandma. Bianca didn't mind, she loved her grandma with all her heart. The old women was asking about her, her horses, if she was eating properly and brushing her teeth, and whatever else she could think of.

Finished typing, the girl checked over it for mistakes, then sent it away. It was rather long, but she had to ensure that she was fine. After it was sent, Bianca carefully shut the computer, and set it next to her. Her horses hadn't arrived yet. Which was sad because now the girl had nothing to do but wait. Bianca then picked up the tv remote, flipped it on, and began searching through channels, scanning for something good on. Eventually, she came upon a movie. It was 'Step-Brothers'. A hiliarious movie she had only seen parts of. It was a little past the beginning, but she didn't mind, it was still early.

Cracking up at little things, and laughing at major things made her stomach hurt. Yet it was a good hurt, and went away as the movie ended. Wiping the tears from her eyes, Bianca checked her phone. She had recieved a text from the man that was bringing her horses over. He said they would be there soon, maybe a few hours. Smiling as she put it away, Bianca walked out of the room and began walking down the aisle, passing horses stalls and petting a few that were sticking their heads out. Just a little while longer...

ooc: i know its crap, but i needed something for my activity check. feel free to post to if your bored.

[zippyzip2010]

Jason had been outside catching his mare and gelding from the pastures. He had let them out for the weekend while he had been gone and he had just come back from visiting his family. He brought them in, their shoes clanking on the cement floor. His gelding, being a stallion til the last month or so, whinnied loudly and started prancing. He had been probually the worst stallion ever. The horse was not only an plain sorrel horse with really not alot of white, but his legs were crooked. He couldn't see what the previous owners saw in him or his offspring because his offspring were just as ugly.

He led the gelding to his stall and tied him up inside. Then he walked his quiet little paint mare in her stall. He had brought his tackbox in earlier so he opened it and grabbed a brush to brush off the mare. The mare was a true working ranch horse. She did everything from herding cows over mountains to collecting up and sliding 15 feet. She was a very talented mare. She had thrown a couple good looking colts that made Jason quite a bit of money in the past. After brushing the mare down he moved into the stall next door.

He started brushing the gelding and smiled to himself. This horse might be ugly, long back, crooked legs, chick neck...he had a good head on him and was very talented for such a unathletic horse. He would make a pretty good 4-H horse for an experienced rider, or a nice quiet trail horse. But anything with alot of go and action was too much pressure on him and it made him crazy. As he was finishing up brushing the gelding he looked over to see a young lady pass teh stall. He finished and stepped out. "Good afternoon, ma'am" He told her and tipped his hat a little.

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