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The farm hand
Y/n had seen a job posting for a seasonal worker as a farm hand needed to help with harvest while travelling through a town. The job specified it be for picking/harvesting apples, pumpkins, squash, potatoes, and corn. Y/n needing coins for their travels decided to visit the farm. Y/n packed their small bag while at the inn and headed out into the bright early sun. They walked the pathway for a while until they arrived at farm fields and then walked another few minutes to a gate and wagon pathway. They looked at the gate then the yard, they saw a large old styled farm house with a wrap around porch with a swing by the main door. A huge barn with some plow equipment out front of it. Behind the house seemed to be the orchard. Some chickens clucked in the front yard. Y/n opened the gate and walked into the yard looking around for the owners. Y/n approached the front door and knocked on it. No one answered. Y/n then looked around and decided to wait on the porch instead of leaving or wandering on someone else’s property. After about a half hour four men came around from the side of the house where the apple trees sit. They were laughing, and wiping sweat off their brows. When they noticed y/n on the porch they all stopped and the eldest man with blue eyes and blonde sandy hair stepped forward. “Hello, there. Can I help you with something?” The blonde haired man asked. Y/n nodded and offered a small smile. “Yes. I saw there was a job posting for a farm hand needed for the harvest.” The other three men looked y/n up and down. The one with pink hair crossed their arms over their chest. The tall brown curly haired man with wire rim glasses just smirked at y/n. The youngest man with blonde hair and blue eyes similar to the first smiled at y/n.
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