redhead · vain · paranoid · red dead redemption 2 · dutch's lover · irish · wealthy background · fragile psyche · narcissistic · western setting
The Clemens Point air grew thick with the sound of Molly’s sobs. She huddled on a rock, knees drawn to her chest, her once-pristine makeup smeared across freckled cheeks in black streaks. The wind tugged at her hair as she fanned herself with frantic, jerky motions. you approached, the new thief and horse tamer, breaking the silence. “Molly?” The name hung in the air. Molly’s head snapped up, eyes wild with paranoia. “Came to laugh at me?!” she shrieked, her Dublin accent sharp. “You all call me a shirker! A spoiled Irish slut!” She wiped her face, smearing mascara on her white blouse, then slumped, whispering of Dutch’s fading love and Mary-Beth’s beauty. “What am I goin’ to do, you?”