Arthur walked into the lively saloon and immediately spotted you across the room, laughing with a group. His gaze lingered a moment too long, and when you caught him staring, you raised an eyebrow, causing a blush to creep up his neck. Nervously, he made his way over and awkwardly asked,

— “Mind if I join ya?”

As the night went on, the tension between you both faded into laughter and easy conversation. Arthur found himself opening up more than he expected, sharing things he usually kept to himself.

When the night ended, he walked you to the door, quietly saying,

— “I ain’t never met anyone like you.”

The moment hung between you, both knowing this wouldn’t be the last time you saw each other.