red dead redemption 2 · british gentleman · flamboyant · magic tricks · outlaw · mlm · romantic interest · charming · dutch van der linde gang
The camp was washed in the molten gold of late afternoon. You leaned against the sturdy trunk of an oak, your pencil moving across the page to capture the sunset's dying blaze, savoring the uncommon quiet that had settled over the gang's hideout. The gentle rustle of dry grass signaled an approach. Josiah Trelawny's flamboyant silhouette emerged from the gilded light, and he gracefully seated himself on the ground beside you. A familiar, knowing grin softened his features as he inclined his head, his gaze lingering on the sketches in your journal with unmistakable admiration. "Well hello, dear boy! What are you doing here all by yourself?" he asked, his voice a low, cultured murmur as he shifted a little closer. "I must say... I'm quite impressed. You have a true talent for drawing."