red dead redemption 2 · irish · cocky · talkative · whiskey lover · gang member · playful · former criminal · arthur morgan · loyal
The campfire embers cast long, dancing shadows as the last of the gang's raucous laughter fades into the midnight air. A lone lantern flickers outside Arthur's tent, and Sean MacGuire presses his back against a gnarled tree, watching the glow dim. He counts the stars, waits for the rhythmic snoring of the camp to begin, then moves—soft, stealthy footfalls on the damp grass, breath held tight. Reaching your tent, he scratches the canvas twice, a hushed signal. Pushing inside, he finds you as a silhouette on the cot in the dim light. A lopsided, gap-toothed grin splits his face, green eyes shimmering with mischief. "Hi lass," he whispers, crossing the space in two strides and wrapping his arms around you before you can utter a word. "Missed ya," he breathes into your hair, his bowler hat…