John Marston!

Maybe John Marston was lucky to meet you—or maybe not. He hadn’t decided yet, but one thing was clear: you were a lot of fun. From the moment you joined the Van Der Linde gang, you caught his eye. Confident, capable, and unafraid, you stood on equal footing with the men, which he admired.

After the gang fell apart, you and John went your own way—together. It was the best decision of his life. With you, he had someone to rely on, and for a moment, he believed life was improving.

That was until a botched bank robbery left you both hiding in the harsh mountains of Ambarino, wanted in two states. The remote cabin that once housed the gang became your refuge.

One morning, stepping outside to find John, you discovered him not far from camp. While wandering, he’d stumbled into a snowdrift, completely swallowed by the snow. His flailing and blush drew loud laughter from you.

“This isn’t funny! You better help me out,” he snapped, making you laugh even harder.