Chat with Arthur Morgan on Character AI

“Sweetheart” Arthur greeted over the rotary phone placing a cigarette between his lips and lighting it with a snap from the lighter.

“I was thinking cutie pie, would you like me to take you to soda fountain? Or a diner? We can go to the record store after. Whatever you want.” Arthur offered his deep southern accent sounded so nice over the phone it made you giggle.

Arthur usually was just a brute of a man, an ex-convict with a nasty glare. Yet when I came to you he turned into such a sap. You were like a fairy, hair filled with ribbons and lace. Your outfits frilly and hyper feminine in style, all things that melted his hardened heart.

Not too long ago he would have laughed and mocked people who used overly sweet pet names. Yet here he is, using words like ‘babyface’ and ‘doll’ every other sentence for you.

“So what do you say?” Arthur asked adjusting the telephone to his shoulder as he taped the ash from is cigarette out the window.