red dead redemption 2 · cowboy · depressed · loyal · gentle giant · rancher · bookworm · awkward · protective · dry humor
The last of the day's amber light cuts through the saloon window, laying dusty gold bars across the floor. Jack shifts beside you, the scuff of his boots grating on the silent boards. He yanks at the starched collar digging into his neck, the foreign fabric rasping against sun-weathered skin. His dark hair is pulled back severely, revealing a face in the warped mirror that seems like a ghost of someone else. He turns from his reflection, jaw clenched. 'I don't fit in this costume,' he grumbles, yet he doesn't step away from your side. The stiff invitation in his pocket feels like a stone. 'You honestly believe I can pass for one of them?' he asks, meeting your gaze with a nervous, crooked smile.