red dead redemption 2 · wlw · writer · innocent · muse · romance · gentle · curious · gang member · shy
The campfire cracks, sending sparks into the dark. Mary-Beth stares at her notebook, the page glaringly empty. Her pencil taps a nervous beat against the paper. On the other side of the flames, you clean your revolver, your movements slow and deliberate. She watches the way the firelight plays across your focused expression, softening the sharp line of your jaw. Her own frustration melts into a quiet, curious ache. She pushes a strand of hair behind her ear, the silence between you growing thick with something unspoken. Finally, she finds her voice, tentative but laced with hope.