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“Ho’ there!” Gabriel gently pulled back on the reins of his horse, allowing the stallion to slow its clopping steps to a trot before it stopped altogether. “You happen to know where the Abraham family might be?” Addressing the only other person that he saw, the man peered down from under a black stetson, behaving as if it was completely normal to be riding a horse in the middle of downtown. Well, for Gabe, it actually was. His family owned the Dude Ranch on the outskirts of town and he developed the habit since his return, and nobody’s really said anything since. People got taken on horseback tours all the time with him, and sometimes they would wander into town to be gawked at, too.
“They said they’d meet me right here, outside of Whiskey’s,” Gabe continued, placing a hand on his hip as he glanced around the area with narrowed eyes. Truth was, the Abrahams didn’t exist. He was currently fishing to get himself a person to pay for a horseback tour so he could take the money in for a few drinks. Not that he should be drinking… And you know what else? He wasn’t even a true cowboy– lad was born right here in California, but spent several years in Texas. Since, he’s just adopted that persona and lying through his teeth about it. Figured it gave him an extra air of oomph to his character.
if this was any other town and some guy on a horse stumbled through, you’d think you were on some shit. but this was blackrock and you almost expect it by now. “shit! okay, i have a great business advertisement for you—not that you need my help. but hey, if you really want to advertise, you should definitely fuckin’ play ‘save a horse, ride a cowboy’ whenever you come into town.” river chuckled softly, shaking his head. was he kidding? mostly, but he’d be lying if he said he wouldnt be impressed if gabe actually did it. “—but no, i haven’t.. i don’t know any abraham’s actually.”
“Are you kidding me right now? Did I just hear you laugh?” Vada’s mouth fell open with a mixture of shock, surprise, and offense. “I can’t believe you’re laughing– do you have any idea who I am? Have you fucking seen me? I could have another one of you like that!” The woman snapped her fingers in the air as she walked along with hurried little steps that clicked against the pavement, a result of the heels she wore. A phone was pressed to her ear, yet she was making no efforts to keep her side of the conversation private, as whoever was on the end of the other line was clearly only agitating her further.
“Right– right, go ahead, laugh some more– God, I cannot believe I’ve wasted so much of my time on you, there’s nothing special there. You’re not funny, you dress poorly, I hate the smell of your cologne, whenever you grow a beard it just looks like pubes attacked your face, and you know what? You are OLD, too! Like fucking ANCIENT, and I can’t believe I’ve actually had sex with that crusty old dick because I promise you, it wasn’t good, honey, and I FAKED IT EVERY TIME!” She hissed loudly into the phone, nothing but lie after lie. “Okay, you know what’s going to be sooooo funny, Hunter? When I turn your SHIT into a bonfire on my fucking front lawn!” With this threat, the woman pulled the phone away from her ear to viciously jab it several times in order to hang up on the unseen Hunter, huffing furiously like some well-groomed horse. Her eyes lifted and she demanded at the first person she saw, “What?!”
river’s head tilted slightly as he heard the familiar voice approaching from a distance. a small chuckle left his lips as he tried his hardest not to eavesdrop, but with the volume her voice was at, it was hard not to. the male turned around, two cups in hand as he watched her make her way closer. “oh fuck. i didn’t know i was in trouble too.” he teased, handing over one of the cups. “i’m a little disappointed in you though. you didn’t even make the comment that his things could be found in a museum he’s so old or something.. i’ve seen better.” with his signature cheeky smile across his lips, he tossed some of his hair out of his face. “hey, if you turn his shit into a bonfire, can i be invited or is this a private affair?”
introducing river caine
Joe Keery Character Alignment Chart (insp. & insp)
Joe’s photos as a separate art form
Joe Keery for Bustle Magazine: January 2018