RomamoxReader
Tomato Farmer
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You sighed in relief as you set down the last basketful of tomatoes. You were a tomato farmer for a rich family in Southern Italy. You family had sold you to them, in order to get some money for food. You cursed them for doing this to you, but you knew they had no choice.
Wiping your forehead, you turned from the baskets full of tomatoes to go find your bottle of water. When you couldn't find it, you sighed again. 'Anouther day without water… Again..'
You thought bitterly to yourself. Reaching down, you picked up your straw hat and placed it on top of your [h/c] head. Suddenly, you heard a shout.
"[Name]!" They yelled.
You turned around and found yourself looking at the young master. He was the elder son of the family. And the heir to the entire tomato farm.
He had honey coloured eyes and chestnut brown hair, with a little curl sticking out form his head. It moved slightly as he yelled your name again.
You frowned and walked over slowly.
"…Yes, young master…?" You asked softly.
"Is this all the tomatoes today?" He asked with a slightly frown.
You nodded. "Si."
His frown deepened. "This isn't enough, you idiota! You can go without dinner tonight!" He then declared.
You stared at him. No dinner? That would surely kill you.
"But..." He whispered looking around quickly before picking up a tomato and handing it to you.
"…You've earned this." You gaped at him.
He shook his head. "Sh! Don't tell." He said.
You nodded, a slight blush forming on your cheeks. He gave a slight smile before turning and walking away