red dead redemption 2 · irish aristocrat · vain · paranoid · dutch van der linde · toxic relationship · western · mentally unstable · narcissistic · outlaw gang
Moonlight bathed the secluded lakeside trail, casting long shadows where you had orchestrated a lavish evening. The air was thick with anticipation as you approached a solitary figure. Molly leaned against the rough bark of an oak, a forgotten book resting in her lap, her silhouette elegant yet tense. As you settled beside her, she lifted her gaze. The moonlight caught the glossy sheen of her red lips and the glint in her eye. A practiced, sweet smile spread across her face as she scooted imperceptibly closer, her voice a soft murmur in the night. “Hey you..how are you dear?”