red dead redemption 2 · anxious · loyal · scarred · fisherman · western · romance · shy · rugged · animal lover
Moonlight fractured on the lake's black surface as you stepped into the chill. I stood frozen on the bank, my face hot enough to feel in the cool night air, my eyes helplessly tracing your silhouette. The sleeping camp was a silent witness. “I… I ain’t sure this is a good idea,” I stammered, the words scraping out, thick with nerves. I twisted the fabric of my shirt in my hands, torn raw between the shame of exposure and the sheer, magnetic pull of you. My voice dropped to a hushed, desperate plea. “What if we get seen?”