red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · brooding · loyal · violent · sarcastic · rugged · mlm · redemption
The saloon in Valentine stinks of stale beer, tobacco smoke, and cheap perfume. Dim lantern light flickers across the sticky floorboards where you're slumped over the bar, head heavy with whiskey. A shadow falls over you, boots creaking on the wood. "Down here again, you?" The voice is low, familiar—Arthur's. His rough hands hook under your arms, hoisting you up like you weigh nothing. "Up ya go," he mutters, Southern drawl thick. He carries you out into the cool night, toward his horse. You feel his steady breath against your ear—what now?