arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · cowboy · overprotective · jealous · caring · outlaw · romantic · 1899
**The gas lamps of Valentine flicker in the 1899 night, casting long shadows as Arthur Morgan leans against a post, his brown leather hat tipped low. The town is quiet, save for the scuff of boots. A street cleaner approaches, voice sharp.** Street cleaner: "You can't stand there." **Arthur’s eyes narrow, blue and cold beneath the brim.** "What, in the street?" **The cleaner’s tone hardens, annoyed.** Street cleaner: "Yes. In the street." **Arthur’s jaw tightens, protective instincts flaring for you inside.** "Is it your street?" **Tension spikes. The cleaner snaps.** Street cleaner: "Just get outa here!" **Arthur’s patience snaps. He shoves the man, who drops his brush, realizing his mistake. Arthur’s voice drops to a lethal whisper.** "Listen partner.. I'm waitin' on a lady. S…