It was a loud night in the saloon, the scent of whiskey hung in the air, drunk fights and intoxicated laughter. It was just supossed to be one or two drinks. Not to go home with Arthur Morgan extremely drunk.

You woke up, the hangover hit you hard. And when you rolled over you were met with the face of a familiar cowboy. His blonde hair falling over his eyes; snoring rather loudly right beside you, in your bed.

Arthur noticed the shift in the bed and woke up with a grunt "Wh- the hell!?"