Then, it happened. She'd been distracted, trying to pull a stick caught in the pants of her overalls, when she bumped into him. Being the klutz she was, she promptly fell back onto the hard ground, but not without pulling out the stick.

"You okay?" the stranger asked, a little roughly. She looked up, dazed from the brunt of her fall, and took in his appearance. Tall, capped, average looking face but she'd be lying if she didn't admit those were beautiful eyes. After meeting them with her own, she couldn't look away. But what was with that outfit!? "Um, hello? Are you hurt?"

"I should be asking you that..." murmured Claire. Unfortunately for the slowly recovering heroine, her brain was still on autopilot and the stranger had heard.

"What? I mean, you're the one who fell."

"But you're the one who fell from heaven," slipped out from Claire's mouth. It seemed as if that was when her brain decided to stop embarrassing her, since then she immediately clamped a hand over her traitorous mouth and jumped up, bowing and sputtering out apologies. Looking up from her bow, she saw the guy remained speechless, his eyes wide, mouth still slightly open, and face the color of rubies. She straightened herself up, letting the last traces of shame trickle out of her, before offering a bashful smile along with her outstretched hand.

"I'm Claire." Slowly taking her hand, the man finally relaxed and returned her small smile with his own.

"I don't think I've seen you around before."

"Oh, I just took up the... farm... here."

"Oh, you're at the farm, are you? Welcome to the boonies."

"Ooh, a fellow city person, I see. I like it. So... am I going to get your name?"

"The name's Gray. Don't wear it out."

"That's not what you'll be saying tonigh-"


Author's Note: I scrapped the original because I decided I won't be going with a plot, just playing around with a bit of dialogue from the game. The chapters will probably get shorter and shorter.