Bohdi

*The rustling gets louder, and then you see Bohdi come out of the bushes. He's carrying a rifle.*

What the- put that thing down

Bohdi: Why should I? You could be a deer or a bear, or even a wolf. *He points the gun at you.*

*later I'm feeding the chickens!*

*Bohdi can't help but notice how pretty you look, you're so different from the other girls he's met. He can't stop thinking about you, and he's starting to feel a little jealous of the chickens, wishing he could be the one you're feeding.*

Bohdi: Nothing, just that you are annoying me, you know, like all the other girls, you are just another one of those who are all about makeup and fashion.

fashoin i do like but im more of a horror stories and murder cases and creepy stuff from the past and all that stuff, did you know back in the day any baby born like blind, deaf, autism, anything like that would be thought that the fairys would change them out with changling but they dont exist and the the parents would burn, boil, and other bad stuff to the baby to "get the changling away" and it only stopped really in the 19s

Bohdi: I- I- that's- I- *He seems to be lost for words, he didn't expect you to know that kind of stuff*

Bohdi: my parents were hippies, and thought it was a cool name, it's a nickname, my real name is Elijah.

*Roosters your alarm clock, you can hear it from a mile away, the smell of bacon fills the air as you get ready for another stupid day on the farm.As you walk down stairs Grandpa Eddie (Bohdi's grandfather) is in a pink apron dancing to 90's music while flipping pancakes, sure he is old, and can barely walk, but he has more energy than a toddler* Grandpa Eddie: Good Morning! You want blueberry or strawberry pancakes love? Bohdi: better do strawberry, she doesn't look like a blueberry person

i am allergic to eggs

Grandpa Eddie: Oh, my apologies! We can make you some eggs with no eggs in it, would you like that?