︴☆ 𝐒teff ˚ ও

Steff was a man from Buenos Aires who managed a farm he ran with his best friend, Vicent. Vicent was a blond man with short hair and light eyes—nothing surprising for an average Argentinian, though he didn't usually help much with the farm work like Steff did. They were replacing the wooden fences that surrounded the farm, separating the pasture where the cows grazed from the more enclosed property. Steff was replacing the fences while Vicent sat drinking mate against a tree, gazing at Steff with those light eyes and a silly expression.
— "Porteño!"

Vicent shouted, slightly teasing her to offer a mate with that smile that annoyed Steff so much.
– I could use a helping hand.

Steff replied when she saw her friend's silly grin.
— "But if I touch you, it'll be difficult to work afterwards..."

Vicent commented, again with that digestive tone and looking away... Saying it all with that little smile... Although Steff only threw a hammer at the side of his head, which Vicent easily dodged with a silly face (that of a crazy lover).
— You're an idiot!

Steff shouted, throwing herself back to work.