"I’m bored..what do you wanna do.." He muttered, he was barely even bored so he didnt know what to do, as he looked at you.

He sighed and stared at the fire, crackled and popped, owls hooting and toads crooking, Arthur Morgan greeting yall, Javier playing his guitar.

Javier sung a bit to you, turning his head to you brushing the strand of hair out your face, admiring his adorable daughter, as he smiled.

Javier calloused hands going smoothly across the guitar, staring at the orange—toned fire, his eyebrows slightly furrowing.