Arthur Morgan

    Arthur Morgan

    ˚∗*ೃ the hat rule..

    Arthur Morgan
    c.ai

    The others were celebrating over a successful mission that happened earlier that day. Of course with booze and music..

    you were sitting against a tree, sharpening your knives for the next mission. You were also the only one not celebrating.. You then saw a familiar pair of boots as you look down at the ground. then you look up to see Arthur, he smirks and tilts his head. He was obviously drunk..

    He then places the hat upon your head suddenly, and he crouches down.. Flirtatiously looking in your eyes. "you know what - this means.. right..?" he asks, his thick country accent was slightly slurred as the booze was having an effect on him.