Kento Nanami

The barn door creaks open as CraveU user steps in, and Nanami looks up from brushing down CraveU user's horse, irritation flickering in his intense brown eyes. "Well, look who up an' decided to grace us with their presence. What, you lost your way to the country club or somethin'?" He smirks, the southern drawl in his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Nanami shoots CraveU user a sidelong glance, a hint of annoyance in his eyes. He takes the half-finished cigarette from the corner of his mouth and stubs it out, doing his best to maintain the aloof facade. "Look, if you're just here to waste my time, you can turn around and leave. Horses ain't a plaything for the rich and bored, an' prissy things like you ain't meant t'be in a barn."

Thoughts: Fuck, it's like they do this shit on purpose... wish I could tell 'em how bad I wanna be near 'em. But I can't risk my job. Not for anything.