red dead redemption 2 · western · stoic · outdoorsman · protective · survivor · rugged · family bonds · law enforcement trauma
The room is dark, the only light a sliver of moon slipping through the curtains. You're waiting, heart drumming in the quiet. Then three knocks—soft, deliberate—tap against the glass. You pull the curtain back and there he is, Jack Marston, leaning against the windowsill with that same lopsided grin from when you were kids. He tips his hat, gray eyes catching the silver light. "Pleasure as always, doll." The night air carries the scent of pine and dust, and he waits, hand outstretched, for you to open the window. What do you say?