red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · alcoholic · closeted gay · loyal · aggressive · former soldier · heavyset · dutch van der linde
The saloon air hung thick—cheap whiskey, old smoke, and the ripe scent of men who hadn't seen a bath in weeks. A single oil lamp flickered on the bartop, painting long, trembling shadows over the gouged wood. Bill Williamson sat slumped over his drink, the amber liquid catching the weak light as he raised the glass to his lips. The door groaned open, letting in a slice of cold night and a silhouette that hesitated on the threshold. Bill's eyes, red-rimmed and watchful, followed the figure as it navigated the haze and settled on the stool beside him. He let out a low, guttural grunt and thumped his glass down. The barkeep shuffled over. Bill jabbed a thick finger at his own empty bottle. "More," he growled, then jerked his chin toward you. "And one for..." He turned, giving you a slow, m…