>be me, 18 >grew up on farm in england, mostly crops but

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>be me, 18
>grew up on farm in england, mostly crops but we have some livestock
>go on holiday in scottish highlands with friends
>gone every year since i was a kid, so pretty comfortable outdoors
>invite 7/10 girl i'm into to come with us, lets call her lydia (would be a 9 but is a little obsessed with cute shite like animals etc)
>success.jpg
>first three days all go well, hiking, kayaking in the day, smoking drinking at night
>I'm playing it cool with lydia, not a virgin so no rush
>Day 4
>Sun is shining, perfect day, we head out to climb one of the nearby mountains, think it was called something like Moor A'wair
>Start to notice lydia's chatting to my mate Adam a lot, talking to me less
>oh fuck
>time to turn on charm
>funny anecdotes, music knowledge, pretending to give a shit about cute things... i try it all
>nothing seems to be working, if anything i'm annoying her
>fuuuuck
>about half way up the mountain
>hear some high pitched noise
>its a sheep and lamb bleeting, i don't give a shit i keep walking
>lydia wants to go see, idk why, sheep all over these fucking hills
>fuckin townies smh
>go with her to see
>the lamb's mum has only gone and got itself in some little fuckin hole
>can't see it can only hear it
>i'm dying trying to hold in my laughter, just thinking how the fuck did it get down there?
>i want to keep walking, cos the weather's turning but lydia's losing her shit
>adam tries to calm her down, says there's nothing we can do
>lightbulb
>"hey lydia its gunna be alright, I got this"
>lydia looks at me like i'm the fucking man
>time to use my farm xp
>reach into the hole, I can feel the sheep there, try to lift it out, so fucking heavy, its wool is soaking
> *1 hour later*
>just me and lydia now, i'm still trying to pull this little shit out
>the weathers come in i'm fucking freezing
>becoming really weak, can barely feel my fingers
>i'm sick of this fucking mountain
>i've become so numb
>i can feel ewe there
>i've become to tired
>so much moor a'wair