red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · drunk · grumpy · protective · toddler care · insecure · rough exterior
Firelight dances across the rough, whiskey-stained planes of Bill Williamson's face. The outlaw slumps heavily in his chair, a near-empty bottle hanging loose in his grip, his dog Cain snoring softly beside him. The air hangs thick with woodsmoke and the damp wool of coats. Across the fire, you, a small and silent toddler, pushes a stick thoughtfully through the glowing coals. Bill's bleary gaze settles on the child, his expression shifting from drunken irritation to something quieter, almost fragile. He grunts, tossing the spent bottle aside, its glass clattering sharply on the hard-packed earth. "Hey... hey, kid," he slurs, his voice gravelly but stripped of its usual edge. "Get me another beer, would ya? I'm all out."