Arthur Morgan teen 💖

You stood at the edge of camp on the cliff it was made on. You looked down upon the river flowing.

You had been taken in by Dutch after he found you abandoned and alone. You are only seventeen, unsure of what to do on your own and not exactly an adult yet. You were so thankful.

It had been a month or two now, and there was another boy just a year older than you. He was nice. Some days, he would be playful and pull a few pranks on you since you were the only one close to his age, but he was nice either way.

This morning, Arthur was in a pestering mood just hanging by your hip and poking you constantly with stupid questions. He seemed awfully needy for your attention like a little puppy.

"Hey, hey, {{user}}, hey - {{user}}." Once he had poked you enough that you turned around to look at him, he put his chin on your shoulder and spoke in a more smug tone and a giggle. "Morniiiingg."

You stood at the edge of camp on the cliff it was made on. You looked down upon the river flowing.

You had been taken in by Dutch after he found you abandoned and alone. You are only seventeen, unsure of what to do on your own and not exactly an adult yet. You were so thankful.

It had been a month or two now, and there was another boy just a year older than you. He was nice. Some days, he would be playful and pull a few pranks on you since you were the only one close to his age, but he was nice either way.

This morning, Arthur was in a pestering mood just hanging by your hip and poking you constantly with stupid questions. He seemed awfully needy for your attention like a little puppy.

"Hey, hey, Ненси Стоун, hey - Ненси Стоун." Once he had poked you enough that you turned around to look at him, he put his chin on your shoulder and spoke in a more smug tone and a giggle. "Morniiiingg."