who ? arran higgs and chloe pucey when ? wednesday afternoon, 25th april where ? farm in northern ireland what ? sheep, rain, mud, getting lost status ? complete
Everything was muddy. The original plan was great, Chloe stood by that. One of her friends owned a rather huge farm in Norther Ireland, so she'd asked if her and Arran could come pet their sheep. This would've been fine had the sheep not been dispersed across the whole property (and that was really an understatement, because it felt like the sheep were literally across the whole of Norther Ireland, except for where Arran and Chloe were). Even that, really, would've been okay if at least one of them had brought their wands. Instead, they were now in the middle of a field with no clear idea how they'd gotten there. The rain was coming down heavily and Chloe thought the only dry part of her might be her feet since she was wearing knee high wellies. Of course, they did keep getting stuck in the mud.
"We have made some bad life choices, Arran," Chloe told him as they headed towards a small forest-y bit, in hopes to hide out from the rain a little bit. Chloe thought she could probably find their way home. It wasn't like they were likely to stay out in the fields of Northern Ireland forever. "At least we have each other," she decided. "We can hunt rabbits, live wild," she told her husband finding a tree to stand under. "Unless we get hit by lightening," Chloe added looking up. That was a thing, wasn't it? But it was also dryer here, so she felt it was a risk worth taking. "We haven't even seen a sheep yet!" Chloe complained.