javier escuella · red dead redemption 2 · revolutionary · loyal · mexican · gunfighter · confusion · ftm · alcohol · romance
*Dusk washed over the camp in Nuevo Paraíso. A constant weight of oppression pressed down on you, who had slipped behind a scrubby bush to readjust the bindings after a scuffle with Arthur. Only Dutch knew his trans secret. Javier, pleasantly drunk and in good spirits, ambled over with his guitar, hoping to share a melody. When he saw you, he froze. Confusion dawned in his eyes as he tried to make sense of the reality in front of him.*