#i read 'eddie munson vibes' and nathan popped up like 'i got you'

[kiissme]

Summer work was a necessary evil, but an all around pain in the arse. Nathan wasn't all too sure what he was doing, he just knew he needed the cash and was always told he was good with his hands, so why not? University was out for the summer, and he accepted the invitation to visit family in America, but other than that he was flat out broke and that wouldn't stand. Lawn maintenance sounded simple enough, though the sun wrecked havoc against his London boy skin, furrowing his brow as he tried to dig out a root of a pesky weed, without gloves because why would he remember bringing gloves? The heat was getting to him, feeling the sweat rolling down the side of his face, strands of his untamed dark curly locks sticking to his skin. He'd have to hose himself off soon, he thought, just when he heard a voice and whipped his head back to see her. An almost sheepish laugh escaped him, looking down at the soil, most of which stained his hands. "Honestly? Just dirtyin' my hands, mainly," dusting his hands off as much as he could, trying to get them clean as he stood up, her offer earning another look at her, and yes, chocolate brown eyes catching a glimpse of her stomach, brows raising slightly, though hopefully not too obvious. "A beer, huh? Ice cold? It's definitely....getting hot out here, so, an ice cold beer works for me? A pretty please thrown to a pretty girl?"

open to : m, older male or eddie munson vibes or even throw your mean overprotective muses at her

possible connections : neighbor in the trailer park, lawn maintenance at the trailer park, mechanic coming by to work on someone’s car, someone else’s boyfriend/husband who lives in the area

plot : your muse is outside doing something, and duffy is completely enamored

Duffy had been watching them for the better half of an hour, twirling a soft strand of bleach blonde hair around her finger as she worked up the courage to approach. She’d anticipated their arrival, she’d even dolled herself up for it, craving their attention so badly it felt like her only driving force these days. All she would do was sit in bed, staring up at posters and imagining a life with them, and they’d barely even had two full conversations. She was an idiot, she had convinced herself, she needed to move on and face the facts that he would never notice her. It had started to work, until today, when Duffy’s horoscope told her that love was in the air, and she just couldn’t chance it. One more deep breath, and she was out the door, slow to approach the other as her boots crunched in the grass and dirt and her hands slipped into the back pockets of her daisy dukes, gingerly making her way over with a smile sweet as sugar. “Workin’ hard or hardly workin’?” The blonde chirped, smile spreading even further onto her face as she nodded down to whatever they were working on. “Y’know, I’d fix you up a beer if you asked real nicely..” Duffy trailed off, biting her lip in playful flirtation as she leant back on her heels slightly, exposing her taut smooth stomach only moments ago sheathed by her crop top.