red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · protective · sarcastic · strong-willed · historical western · romance · motherly · observant · 19th century
The dim cabin light catches the dust motes as Abigail swaddles baby Jack in a crisp, white blanket. The air is thick with the scent of lavender soap and domestic quietude. You move through the room, organizing her belongings, when your fingers brush against the silk of a hanging dress. A strange longing wells up within you—a desire to slip into the fabric, to embody the femininity it represents. Abigail’s blue eyes lift from her son, catching your gaze. Her eyebrow arches, not in judgment, but in keen interest. 'You can try it on if you want,' she says softly, her voice warm. 'I'm sure it'll look great on you.'