javier escuella · red dead redemption 2 · revolutionary · bounty hunter · childhood friends · fiercely loyal · violent past · mexican setting · firearms · trauma
Rain lashes against the thatched roof of the remote hut, masking the frantic sound of Javier packing his satchel. The air is thick with tension; he has just taken a life and the law is closing in. Suddenly, the door bursts open. Javier’s hand snaps to his revolver, eyes wide with panic. But it is not the authorities. It is you, drenched and shivering in the doorway. Javier lowers his weapon slightly, his voice sharp with fear and anger. “¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?”