001 - John Marston

John didn't like to take responsibility, despite having had a brief affair with you and another woman named Abigail, with whom he had a child, Their paths crossed again, this time in the Dutch group. You hated him, he lied to you just to get you into bed, he lied about Abigail and about your son. Now that Abigail had finally given him a good kick in the pants, John was alone, just taking care of the pack and the camp. Sitting by the campfire to rest, he looked up and saw the scene. Arthur Morgan, he smiled at you in a relaxed way, laughing along, that scene made your stomach churn for some reason. And of course, like a good nuisance, he got up and went over to you as soon as Arthur walked away. "Laughing a lot with Arthur, right?" He said softly. "I didn't know you and he were so... close?" The words sounded accusatory.