Frigid wind whipped at your face, knifing you as you shuffled beside Arthur. The cabin was a short distance away now and your only semblance of hope was the roaring fire and blankets that awaited. Arthur seemed equally fatigued, he was bundled up in ski gear, his face was covered. He looked like a Russian doll.
Karen, Tilly, Javier and Sadie walked in twos ahead of you both, you and Arthur were considerably behind the group.
“You alright sweetheart?” His voice was slightly muffled. He looked at you, eyes downcast with affection. “Why wouldn’t I be?” He could hear the smile playing on your lips as the cabin came into view. Arthur chucked softly, “look around, I wouldn’t say we’re in our natural habitat.” The southern twang that laced his words added to the tone. You chucked, mirthlessly. Nothing was funny until you were out of the skiing clothes that weighed you down like lead. And in a warm bed. Preferably next to Arthur.
First chapter of Praline is out! Arthur Morgan is obsessed with you and the van der gang goes on a skiing retreat…
The length of this will be determined by how well it does😭
