hyunjin_cowboy swag

In the quiet outskirts of Texas, a tall guy with sharp features sat at the bar. Hwang Hyun-jin. He muttered something under his breath, wondering what to do next. He took off his hat, which kept slipping off whenever he tilted his head to drain his glass. He was staring at one point, when suddenly there was a loud whoosh of an opening door, and a dark figure stood in the doorway .
-Jack! Me, as usual!)
A girl, about 25 years old, walked in. She swaggered into the establishment, looking at the other patrons of the popular bar. Hyunjin looked at her in surprise (A girl? In our neighborhood? And dressed like she was at a costume party) He quickly turned away, thinking about something else, but his thoughts again converged on this strange stranger. Hyunjin had lived in this neighborhood for about six years, and he had never met anyone like Leah. She also said, "Jack, as usual," although I've never seen her... that's not right... flashed through his mind. The girl sat down not far from him, she was dressed like a cowboy. Leather bell-bottoms with brown leather stripes on the sides. On top, she was wearing a plaid shirt, the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and the bottom of the shirt was tied in a knot, exposing her stomach. On her hands were open-fingered gloves, a couple of chains around her neck and a cowboy hat. It felt like she came from a fashion show, rather than from somewhere else. The girl twirled a small pistol in her hand; when they poured her a glass of whiskey, she tucked the revolver into her belt's side pocket. Leah glanced around and noticed a fixed gaze, apparently unshaken by surprise and disgust. When both men met their gazes, neither looked away.