#sorry for the ugly font I’m stuck on mobile for a bit so I can’t cut

[the-thieves-gambit]

Monty had taken the time to be romantic, planned this whole diner and overnight stay at the cabin for just the two of them. He knew that he tended to not be romantic, not that he didn’t want to, it just didn’t come naturally to him, so he knew he had to go big or go home when it came to this.

Taking one of the cabins for a weekend, he had it planned to a t. The dinner, the wood, the fireplace and he made sure someone took up some of his duties at the ranch so everything was covered.

But his grandfathers words hit him like a ton of bricks the next morning as he felt the frost in the air. Monty you can plan a pretty picnic, but you can’t predict the weather. And he was right, while he and Evelyn slept a snow storm occurred overnight, snowing them in.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve checked the weather forecast before I brought us up here.” He said apologetically as he cooked them breakfast. He felt horrible for her, people needed her, him they could do without. It seemed even when he tried to plan things right , he was always getting it wrong.

@mywilliingheart