Andrew ended up showing Artemis around most of the day. Granted the whole time they were a bit distracted. They couldn't help but wonder if somehow someone set it up. They took a deep breath and sighed as they walked over a bridge. "Are you okay, Artemis?" he asked turning to look down at them as they leaned on the wall of the bridge closing their eyes. 

"I'm fine. Just overthinking," they assured, running a hand through their auburn waves timidly. He stepped closer and leaned next to them, hands in his pockets as he nodded patiently. "I'm going to be honest, I know exactly who you are so it blindsided me when you offered to hang out." They stated and glanced at him. 

He had his hair pulled back in a bun, wearing a flannel over a t-shirt and under a denim jacket. He looked really good, which didn't surprise them at all.

He was fidgeting with his own hair. "Well... ehm..." he mumbled thinking over his next few words, "I figured you would... ehm... like a chance to see things with-"

"I do. I just wanted to be upfront and say I know who you are. And you're the reason I came here. Well. Kind of. I have my own reasons for being here..." They stuttered rambling a bit, before pulling themself out of it. "So show me what inspires you?" they requested, "Not tourist stops you think I'd like." they said, "I'll have time for that later." they smiled.

He paused looking at them before nodding slowly. "Deal. Only if you'll tell me about what inspires you. And what led you here besides my music." he offered.

They took a deep breath. "Jeez, trying to unlock my tragic backstory on day one." they teased, making him immediately try to backtrack. "Relax. Hang out with me more than one day and I'll tell you. I don't want to ruin your mood." They assured and straightened up to walk. "Lead the way, bog man," they added with a smirk.

He blinked for a moment before following seeming a bit stunned by the nickname they so casually tossed his way.

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Artemis groaned as they sat on a bench, feet throbbing as Andrew leaned back on the bench next to them. "So you haven't told me what inspires you," he commented and looked at them, green eyes sparkling a bit.

"It's going to sound silly. But Ireland. I've never been here but I've always wanted to go simply because I fell in love with the language and stories of the people. The history. Everything." they mused, "Particularly folklore and stuff like that." they sighed and pulled their hair back enough into a half ponytail. "Then I got hooked on your music, got in the mood to make some changes and hurried up and got started saving to come here." They summarized leaving out their broken engagement. "And so far I think it's helped to come here. I'm starting to feel more alive than I have in ages," they confessed.

Andrew smiled a bit nodding, "Interesting..." he smiled slightly, "And you just so happened to end up in the town I live in..." he hummed.

"I just picked the one with the most rural landscape. Maybe I'd find a horse for sale to take home." they smirked. "I work with horses back home," they shrugged clarifying. 

He smiled, "I wouldn't have pegged you as a horse girl-"

"Person. I'm... I'm nonbinary." they added sharply and quickly, before freezing up. "Sorry, I'm just-"

"Its okay. I assumed." he assured quickly, "Ehm... Horse person then... you don't look like it."

They sighed glancing at him, "No. I'm just... I just got back into it. Is it the fact I'm short or the fact I'm not wearing boots?" they asked curiously, fighting the yawn inching its way up their chest. They weren't ready to leave off.

"Ehm... no, you just... didn't... ehm..." he paused, "You don't have the best balance." He finally pointed out making them laugh.

"I'm a lot better on horseback and in a barn than I appear." they assured, "I haven't gotten kicked recently." 

They sighed softly as the yawn they had been holding back slowly came to the surface. 

"Tired?" he questioned, "Too bad the night's still young."

Artie chuckled, "I am tired. Doesn't mean I want to stop spending time with you." they commented covering their mouth as they were nearly interrupted again. "But I may have to. Thank you for the first full day in Ireland," they commented at last.

"Can I drive you home at least?" he offered.

They looked over at him, "... you could have been driving us around instead of walking?"

He paused, "I didn't think that out. I thought you'd just want to see the tourist-y places." 

Artemis shook their head and smiled, "Sure you can drive me to the place I'm staying..." they sighed, slowly standing up again.

"And your phone number," he commented.

They looked at him momentarily confused.

"I... ehm. I want to unlock that tragic backstory," he commented a small smile growing on his lips as they chuckled.

"If you're sure." they hummed, "I'll put it in your phone while you drive."

Just barely out of view Andrew's smile grew and he got to his feet quickly. "Deal."