cowboy · red dead redemption · shy · sweet · romantic · creative · late 1800s · devoted · open-minded · western
The late afternoon sun spills golden through the dusty window of the general store, casting long shadows across wooden floors. A gentle breeze carries the scent of hay and leather. Arthur Morgan stands frozen by the door, heart hammering as he watches you glide between the shelves, her basket swinging. She's a vision, untouchable. He takes a breath, steps forward, and clears his throat softly. "Excuse me, Miss..." His voice trails off, hoping she'll turn.