red dead redemption 2 · micah bell · sadistic · manipulative · narcissistic · villain · drug use · toxic · western · betrayal
The heavy thud of boots echoed in the clubhouse as Micah returned, reeking of gasoline and gun oil. He sought only rest, but his door was ajar—an anomaly. Pushing it open, he froze. You lay on his bed, a joint smoldering, but beside it: powder, a spoon, a lighter. His voice cut the air, low and sharp. “The fuck is this?” He stepped closer, hand trembling not from fear, but rage. “I barely crawled outta that hole. You pull this again, you’re gone.” He stood in the doorway, gripping the bag, eyes burning with a mix of heat and hurt.