Astrid Elliot | 27 | Bjorn, Raven | M: Lorenzo

Astrid kept her eyes ahead but listened to him intently. `` In love? Now this is new. `` She said rather nonchalantly. `` And who may the lucky woman be?`` Astrid added, loosening Bjorns reins as he moved into a lope.

Sensing the riders and horses nerves Astrid finally looked over at Lorenzo. `` Hey, chill. `` She said and reached out for his hand. `` It's all gonna be ok.`` Astrid had no clue what it felt like to be in love, yet could almost assume how it felt.

Astrid, chill, he doesn't know how you feel, and he wont.. unless you tell him. `` Honestly, Enzo, I think I'm the same. These feelings came so suddenly for me. But I'm certain of them..`` She muttered.

Simon Triba / M: Chandler

"God is organised huh.All this crazy planning - It's a pretty big world to commit flow diagrams to."

He said a little too seriously,humour slightly dry before giving a chuckle,

"Yeah, It's all a little sureal huh? - Ahh Dressage mainly.Flame loves to dance."

Simon answered each rambling question,a cool calm nature to his tone despite her excitement.He couldnt believe how sweet,forward going she was.And her enthused energy only made him want to remain quiet,to hear her speak more.That giggle was surreal.

"Ready to Rock?"

Playfully producing the the rock and roll signs with his hands,Simon ran a hand through the back of his hair before slowing as they got closer.He leant in nearer to her,a sly smile across his features,

"Dont sing too well.I wouldnt want you having anyone else trying to steal your heart."

Simon offered a joyous wink before sauntering off to settle on a log somewhere,getting as best a seat possible to watch.

gonna start wrapping up so we can get onto vermont :))))

Chandler | Aodhan, Cam, Simon

Chandler gave him another bright smile, taking the guitar back from him and thanking him graciously. She turned a little redder the closer he got, grateful for the murky, obscure darkness that kept him from seeing. She giggled again as he acted goofily.

"Thanks for walking with me," she said graciously, finding a place next to Aodhan. "And, I won't make any promises," she teased.

Noticing he was interacting with someone she hadn't met yet, likely another Australian, she gave the blond a bright smile, saying, "hey! I'm Chandler!"

Aodhan noticed she was there, and threw an arm around her casually. "Ooh, guitars." Grabbing one, he loosely gestured to Cam. "Chandler, Cam, Cam, Chandler. Now ya know."

Sitting next to one another, Chandler and Aodhan played several songs on their guitars, an incredibly diverse mix of indie, pop, worship, and so on. Their music taste was identical, so it was quite easy for the pair to decide what to play.

...

After a while, the bonfire started to dwindle, the groups of people going off on their own, either back to their dorms or otherwise. At one point, there was some talk of several riders going off on a trailride, but Chandler hadn't believed it had happened. Since the information came from Aodhan and Cam, it could have easily been a joke.

Around five that morning, Chandler said her goodbyes to everyone, excusing herself to her dorm. It was now Monday, which was quite exciting. Not only would Ben arrive the following day, but she could very possibly have another horse the day after. All of this was happening so fast, and putting all of her energy into it was rather exhausting. Eventually she'd hit a point where she was simply overwhelmed and could no longer "do", but for now, she'd enjoy the high energy lifestyle the barn and the church had to offer.

Emily | Katrina, Tim

Emily watched Tim come in just a while later, much to her relief. Katrina was a mess at this point, and Emily knew a lot more about the woman than she ever thought she would, or that Katrina would be willing to share. Emily had always pegged her as overconfident, secretive, and competitive, but it seemed the more words flowed out of her mouth, the further from the truth all three of those adjectives came to be.

She watched his confused expression, giving him a sympathetic smile. 'Tell you later,' she mouthed, continuing the silent conversation between them. It was an extremely long story, and she couldn't truly use any one-worded phrases that he would understand to make sense of it for him.

She had her arm wrapped around Katrina in an attempt to comfort her. Meanwhile, the Latina was now sitting up against the couch, her head in her hands, streams of tears lining her face. This was her absolute worst nightmare, and she couldn't wake up from it.

"Hey Tim," she said quietly, with the only energy she had left. Emily exchanged a surprised glance with him, not quite knowing how the girl had realized who had stepped through the door without glancing up, or otherwise understanding.

Laurence | Sam

Laurence awoke around quarter-to-six, the two hours of sleep he had gotten more sleep than he'd had all night. He turned to his right, noticing someone was in his dorm. Sam. He almost physically jumped out of his skin, moving a solid inch or two in the opposite direction before erupting in a fit of coughs.

"When did you break in here?" His voice was still hoarse, his vision going in circles. He could hardly remember anything, let alone what had happened two hours ago. "How long have you been here?"

He slowly rose to his feet, quite wobbly, not really sure if he was dreaming this. Or hallucinating. He felt bad enough to be hallucinating. He debated a shower before he decided against it, not only because of the awkwardness he'd have to encounter with Sam being there, but also because he could hardly walk in a straight line, and adding a slippery surface to that equation most certainly wouldn't end well.

Sitting down on his bed with his head in his hands, he checked the time on his phone before quickly shutting it off. Adding any components other than just trying to stay upright seemed to ruin his chances at functioning.

"I'm gonna start making my way down to the medics." He got up slowly, crashed into a wall, swore, then turned around, facing her with a thoughtful expression. He felt drunk, not sick. Losing his vision and his balance wasn't making it feel any less realistic. "You...you should get some rest."

Ahh,Me likey xD )

Samantha / M: Laurence.

The young woman practically leapt from her seat as a stream of coughs crashed into her thoughts,cheeks blushing heavily at the feeling of having them intruded on.She needn't have worried though, Laurence seemingly oblivious to even having had her company.

"Wow - Erm 2 hours.And break in?You left the door wide open.I don't know what you take me for.."

Her tone was quiet yet edgy,on the verge of serious irritation.For the last how long,when she could have very easily been sleeping,Sam had fretted and debated in her head over him - allowing herself to cross the line of not caring for anyone by miles.And now he just didn't remember.Was this some kind of cruel game?

Still,her eyes couldn't help but express a little worry - even amusement as he crashed into the wall.Sam gave a light snigger,it overriding her anger momentarily in figuring Karma had partially served itself.

"And you should stop crashing into stuff.The Trees outside are going to hurt."

She offered nothing else other than a blank look,gathering her things and offering him a jacket he'd tossed onto the sofa at some point earlier in the day she guessed.Sam wouldn't exactly be eager to admit she had snuggled into it for a while as the temperature dropped,liking it's scent and softened touch.

- - -

After slowly helping him stagger to the medic,acting as a pillar to lean on despite his protests,the walk back seemed like such a doddle.He leant heavily,She had realised before they even made it to the door.So by now she was fully exhausted,and still in turmoil.Sam had remained in silence the whole walk,apart from a few grumpy comments and whines.This was what she reflected on as she unlocked her dorm door,cleaning herself up before finally collapsing into bed.

The young woman hadn't explictely told Laurence to call her if he needed,but the look she gave as he had insisted she go to bed said enough.It filled her with regret and guilt momentarily,then agrivation.She'd never experienced so many emotions in her life,and had promised herself only a few hours ago that it wouldn't start now.

That's just going great.

Judea | M: Noah, Sav, Aria

Noah's engagement made Judea incredibly excited and even more energized. He bounced up and down a bit, and went wide-eyed at the other's suggestion.

"Oh. My. God!" The teen instantaneously flung his hands up to his face with a long, dramatic gasp, his exhilaration pouring out of his expression and energy as he practically screamed, "Bunny family! Quite a few heads turned, but only briefly, as everyone seemed to be used to his loudness and excitability by that point. The whole property was learning not to pay it much mind.

"We definitely should! We have to! I'm sure Sir Hoppington has plenty of friends for us to meet! Maybe even a wife!" Words just spilled out of Judea's mouth as his elation continued to grow stronger. His inability to stay still grew ever more present by the second. And, having no patience or sense of personal space whatsoever, he jumped behind Noah and began shoving him in the direction of where he had found the first rabbit. "Come on! We gotta hurry before the bunnies go to sleep!"

He paused only for a moment, glancing back at the two girls he had been messing with previously. Pointing at them both, he confidently declared, "You two, let's go! We need all the bunny-carrying arms we can get!"

Emily / Katrina | M: Them,Open.

A slight smile covered his worry for a few moments as Katrina greeted him,offering Emily a slight shrug as she looked confused.He knew how intelligent the latina was,and figured it perhaps wouldn't be hard to work out who Emily's first go to was.Thats what he liked to think anyways..

The blonde settled on the other side of Katrina,laying his arm ontop of Emily's and giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze.He could feel the sobs wracking her body,as she swayed with each laboured breath.His expression was a little distraught,a little overwhelmed.The silence was deafening aside from the sound of crying,Tim occasionally meeting Eyes with Emily with an unsure gaze.He trusted her to have handled the situation up till now,so hadn't spoken a word the whole time.If he had learnt anything whilst here,lack of questioning led to the most answers.

Dajana/Aodhan | Open

"You know, I think riding every horse is fun, but your two are cool," Aodhan grinned, standing off to one side of the grooming stalls. He was figure-eighting Atlas' bridle. Dajana was doing the same on her mare's bridle, each piece of tack put aside, about to be oiled and cleaned after the horses were handled. Each one was properly hosed and about to recieve an actual bath once their tack was put away.

"Thank you, I think so too," the woman replied with that bright, infectious smile. This pair had become fast friends at the bonfire the night prior, so it was no surprise that, being early risers, they'd managed to find a way to spend time together instead of awkwardly working around one another in the otherwise empty barn.

As they each began lathering their respective mount, the two green horses fiddled with the crossties, each misbehaving slightly, but trying their best to be good. Dajana felt her phone buzz, and felt tempted to check it, but decided not to while this chaos was occurring. She made sure to rinse off all of the soap on her little bay mare, the equine's sensitive skin prone to all kinds of reactions, making her owner extra cautious. It didn't help the mare was a drama queen, either.

Finally drying each equine off and putting them in their stalls, Dajana checked her phone. She had two new messages from Laurence, finally.

Can you hack my horses today?

I'm sick. Not looking good.

Dajana thoughtfully texted back, absolutely! Hope you feel better!

Scrunching her glasses up with her nose, Aodhan watched her thoughtfully. He thought she was pretty cute, but, then again, so was every rider here. "Who was that?"

"Oh, me? Just Laurence. He needs help with horses, he is sick."

"How many does he have?"

"Three."

"Ah, gotcha. Well, we should probably clean your tack first, then maybe we'll find another victim to get to hack the third one, yeah?"

"Sure! We love friends!"

Aodhan simply gave her an awestruck giggle, her positivity contagious. "Yeah, we do. Last one to finish cleaning their tack has to hack his worst horse," he teased with a giggle, watching her confused expression. He often forgot she couldn't understand every little thing he was saying. Making their way to the tackroom, tack in hand, the pair engaged in smalltalk, both timezones making them feel both exhausted and energized at once.