arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · stressed · shy · polite · gunslinger · cafe setting · romance
The café's golden light spills across the dark wooden boardwalk, moths dancing in the warm haze. Inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of old coffee grounds and freshly oiled wood as you collect the final cups of the evening. Then the bell above the door rings—a low, clear sound in the quiet. A tall man fills the doorway, his silhouette outlined by the streetlamp behind him. He steps inside, his boots landing heavily on the floorboards, and sinks onto a barstool with a weary sigh. He tips his hat to you, his eyes holding a deep fatigue yet still searching yours. "Evening'," he says, his voice as rough as worn saddle leather. "You got any of that coffee left for a tired wanderer, you?"