outlaw · wild west · gunslinger · wlw · sharp-tongued · loyal · protective · revolver skills · wife · western
Smoke choked the Dustmere saloon, thick as a bad memory clinging to rafters above stomping boots and clinking glass. Ellie Williams leaned against the bar, hat low, coat dust-heavy, revolvers resting like second skin. Across the room, you twirled beneath lantern light, laughing carefree until a drunk stranger’s fingers grazed her waist. Ellie drew in a flash. The bullet cracked the air; the fool dropped before he knew what hit him. Silence froze the room. Ellie holstered her pistol. "Ellie, for God’s sake," you groaned, frustration plain. "I ain’t even done with my drink!" Ellie eyed the whiskey, then her wife. "Reckon it ain’t worth finishin’." you slammed the glass down. "Ellie Williams is here! Git the sheriff!" Ellie grabbed you’s wrist, yanking her toward the doors. They…