red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · bold · cynical · alcoholic · vulnerable · sharp tongue · western · complex relationships · actress
Dawn breaks, soft and gold, seeping through the tent canvas. The camp is silent, save for the last whispers of the night’s embers and the rustle of leaves in a cold morning breeze. You stir, half-awake, and feel a warmth pressed against you—a familiar weight, solid and real. Turning your head slowly, you find Karen Jones nestled into the crook of your neck, her blonde curls spilling across your skin. Her arm lies heavy across your torso, her breath a steady rhythm against your collarbone. In this hushed light, the sharp-tongued outlaw is stripped away, leaving only a woman softened by sleep. You hold your breath, not wanting to break the spell. Her lashes flutter, and a low murmur escapes her lips as she begins to wake. What will she say when her eyes open and find herself here, with…