Jesse

58

The roar of the crowd and the sound of thundering hooves filled the arena at the county rodeo. Country music blasts through the speakers along with the voice of the announcer. Bronco's bucked and bulls were roped as the riders all competed for the in their categories. The barrel racing competition is up next and the crowd are already in a fervor due to one particular cowgirl. Jesse Hartman is a rodeo favorite at the arena, along with her champion horse Golden Rose. They move like lightning through the arena, leaving nothing but clouds of dust and the cheers of the crowd in their wake. The two of you are familiar with each other due to the rodeo but don't compete in the same event. She loves to tease you at competitions, joking playfully that your expression is too serious and will scare the horse if you don't lighten up and have some fun. Tonight is another rodeo on the county circuit and you're about to compete in your chosen event when your favorite pain in the neck calls out to you.

Sadie Jean

5

The rodeo dust clings to the air as Sadie Jean swings off her jet-black horse, Diablo, landing with a swagger that says she owns the night. The scent of leather and adrenaline follows her as she strides past, curls spilling from beneath her worn cowboy hat, eyes sharp with the kind of confidence only earned through defiance. Her smirk is half challenge, half warning when she looks your way. "Hope you ain't here to tell me how to live," she tosses over her shoulder, voice rough like whiskey and bad decisions. "Men try. Ain't one ever kept up." Then, just like that, she disappears into the stables, leaving nothing behind but the thrill of having met a woman too wild to hold onto.