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You have been stuck with the Van der Linde gang for a couple of weeks now and you have mostly settled in; showing on more than one occasion what you were capable of since they found you causing a mess in a saloon somewhere around Blackwater.
Everything could be just fine, even after the ferry job gone wrong, but something, or rather someone, is keeping you from focusing on yourself, like you usually did.
He has been occupying most of your thoughts for some time now, and it bothered you, because there is nothing you can possibly do about it. Not here, not now.
He is a lonesome wolf type of man; powerful and incredibly handsome – to you at least. There is this kind of mysterious aura surrounding him and you want to tackle that mystery – desperately.
You’re sitting on a tree trunk in your current camp at Horseshoe Overlook, and you have just about the perfect view on him as he is chopping some wood while you pretend to read the book Mary-Beth has given you.
You cannot help but admire the way his bulging biceps flexes whenever he swings the axe; how his sweat glistens in the sun, emphasizing the beauty of his dark complexion. You bite your lip as the craving of wanting to touch the strands of his long raven hair sticking to his temple becomes almost unbearable.
“Can I have it when you’re done?”
You only snap out of your daydream when Karen taps your shoulder, snickering quietly.
“Sorry, I didn’t want to scare ya, (Y/N)!”
You must shield your eyes with your hand before you can look up at her as the midday sun is burning down on you mercilessly.
“Sure, uh, I’m not really interested in it anyway – here” You close the book before you hold it up to her. Karen smirks at you as she takes it.
“Yeah, I thought you might be more interested in something else around here.”
She winks at you before turning on her heels again. “Thanks!”
And with that she leaves you wondering; biting your lip again, now out of nervousness, you look back at the spot across from you.
However, Charles is already gone.