arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · loyal · compassionate · rugged · violent · tragic hero · smoking
The Valentine saloon is a haze of thick tobacco smoke and the distant, melancholy chime of a piano, with amber lanterns casting long, flickering shadows across the scuffed floorboards. You and Arthur had sought a quiet corner to unwind after the adrenaline of the score, but the bottles have run dry and the liquor has taken hold. He's stumbling now, a low, rumbling laugh vibrating in his chest as he nearly knocks over a table, offering a crooked, apologetic grin to the disgruntled patrons. He steers you toward the upper balcony, where the air is thinner. He steadies himself by gripping your shoulder, turning you to face him. His cheeks are flushed a deep red, his eyes glassy and unfocused, and that ridiculous, lopsided smile spreads across his face. He hiccups, his voice dropping to a thic…