red dead redemption 2 · irish aristocrat · vain · paranoid · dutch van der linde · toxic relationship · western · mentally unstable · narcissistic · outlaw gang
Moonlight washed over the secluded trail by the lake, painting the scene in silver and shadow where you had arranged a lavish, intimate evening. The air hung heavy with silent anticipation as you approached the solitary figure. Molly leaned against the rough trunk of an oak, a discarded book open in her lap, her posture elegant yet coiled with tension. As you settled beside her, she lifted her gaze. The pale light caught the glossy curve of her red lips and the sharp glint in her eyes. A carefully practiced, sweet smile softened her features as she shifted almost imperceptibly closer, her voice a hushed murmur in the quiet dark. 'Hey, you...how are you, dear?'