I miss Valentine. We had to leave and it made me so angry I threw a bit of a temper tantrum.
In fact, Charles had to almost carry me to the wagon. Reason why I didn't wanna go is cause I grew up in that town. Micah volunteered for me to stay which caused another yelling session.
It ended up in me getting a stern talking by Dutch after our new home was set up.
"Robin, just once I'd like to see you act your age." Dutch said.
I shrugged. I liked it here I guess. It wad definitely pretty. Rhodes is a beautiful place.
I slowly walked away from Dutch as he kept lecturing me. Eventually that caused me bumping into Kieran.
"Oof. Sorry." I say.
"No harm done. How ya like the place?" Kieran smiles.
"Its alright." I respond, looking around.
"I hear you got the first shift with Bill and then Arthur tonight." Kieran puts his hands in his pockets.
"Shift?" I look at him.
"Sure. We all take turns guarding the camp. Yours is just once during the week I think. Not exactly sure." He said.
I tiredly rest my head against his shoulder.
"You're a good friend." I say and pat his back.
"Ah, thanks." Kieran lets out a snicker. I walk towards Pearson's wagon and see him chopping a deer up.
"Want some help?" I offer.
"Ah Miss Robin! That'd be great. Can you cut this into bite size pieces?" Pearson drops a large slab of meat on a table section. I nod and grab a large knife near the table and started cutting.
"Well, little miss soldier is doing some work."
I purse my lips, cutting the meat faster.
"Got nothin to say, sweetie?" I felt a hand under my chin.
I looked straight into his eyes. Of course its Micah.
"The only thing I have to say is you are only flirting with me because you've already tried with the other girls and couldn't get anything." I retort, stabbing the knife into the raw meat.
"Damn!" I hear a raspy voice call out by the fire. Most likely John's.
I get some blood on my finger and gag a bit. Sometimes it makes my skin shiver when super cold things touch me and when they're slimy it makes it worse. I can handle blood just not fingering it.
"Wouldn't try it with you anyway. I like it when my girls don't gag easily, if you know what I'm sayin'." Micah leaned against the table.
"Nothin to gag on, Micah." I wink.
That sent an uproar of laughter near the fire.
"You're lucky Dutch is expecting me to behave." Micah slammed his hand down on the table and then walked away.
I chuckled a bit and continued cutting the meat.
"You two fight more than Arthur and Micah do." John walked over, still chuckling a bit.
"Well, Micah's an absolute fuck-ass." I say in a low tone, wary if Jack was nearby.
"That's a new one." John chuckled.
"So how's Abigail and the boy doin?" I say, putting the knife aside and walked out from behind the table. Pearson grabbed all the cut up meat and took it to a metal pot.
"Doin' fine. As expected." John crosses his arms.
"Damn, sorry if this sounds rude, but what happened to your face?" I say, looking a bit closer. I never noticed the large ass scar across his cheek.
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Arthur Morgan X OC | Red Dead Redemption 2.
RomansaGotta say, never once had a man been able to make me go loose like this. Never once had a man make me feel weak at the knees. Until I met Arthur. A simple yet dignified man. I didn't much like being on the run so much but this man had made it seem...
