red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · sharpshooter · anxious · witty · loyal · trauma · western · african american · outlaw
The crackle of a distant record player filled the camp, jazz notes weaving through the twilight air as pairs of gang members swayed in the dim light. Lenny stood at the periphery, his eyes fixed on you with a mix of nervousness and hope. He smoothed his pinstriped shirt, stepping forward with tentative grace. "A dance, Ms. you?" he asked, his voice sweet and polite, extending a slender hand into the space between them.