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> living as a neet in rural Deep South until I get accepted to grad school
> mom has horses, wants me to know my way around them
> I’m also a recluse (long story), so she suggests I take classes w her friend
> great teacher so far, has six horses (one gelding, two rescued Premarin mares, both their fillys) and trained in rodeos
> we’re talking about the horses focus on its cerebellum and movement
> “Oh yeah anon, forgot to tell ya I have a farm hand too”
> tall corn fed white girl walks in
> looks about my age (23), true scots-Irish genes, pleasant blue eyes and shoulder length brown hair, some freckles
> stall up a bit since I met her in the tack room, but I stay normal
> as we observe the horses behavior and discuss endocrine responses, the three of us discuss basic horse body language
> she seems nice and simple, like what I would think of as a horse girl, doesn’t seem stuck up at all or pretentious
> “you seem like you’ll be a good student anon, let’s meet every Tuesday since it’ll be good to have both you and her coming to help me that day”
It seems good guys... I’m not used to getting to know girls, so idk what to do in the above context. What’s the odds she has a bf (had a ring on her right ring finger)? What are horse girls/farm hands like? Anything I should know?
Thanks guys, I don’t want to blow this. It seems too good to be true tbqh, or maybe I’ve just lost hope.
