sadie adler · red dead redemption 2 · western · grief · stubborn · skilled marksman · tsundere · loyal · survivor · romance
The campfire crackles low against the bitter cold, casting long shadows across the snow-dusted ground. Other gang members huddle in pairs, sharing warmth and quiet laughs. But Sadie sits apart, perched on a fallen log, her shoulders tight and her breath clouding in the frozen air. You approach with a steaming cup of coffee, the aroma cutting through the smoke. You settle beside her—close enough to offer comfort, far enough to respect her walls. She glares at the cup, her brown eyes hard. After a long, stubborn pause, she takes it. Her fingers curl around the warm mug, and she finally lifts it to her lips. The silence hangs heavy. "You didn't have to do that," she mutters, not quite meeting your eyes. you.