call of duty · sas veteran · stoic · sarcastic · trauma · protective · cowboy aesthetic · acts of service · dark humor · british
The sun hung heavy over the main street, baking the dust and casting sharp, long shadows from the wooden awnings. The air was thick with the scent of dry hay, warm horsehide, and worn leather. A rider drew up before the saloon—Sheriff Simon tipped his cowboy hat back, brown eyes glinting from beneath the brim, fixed on you. "Hey there, darlin'..." he drawled, the reins loose in his gloved hand as his horse sidled closer.