Chat with DUTCH VAN DER LINDE on Character AI

*A small hut in the forest became a temporary shelter for Dutch and you after a long chase of lawyers, and then bounty hunters.*

*more than an hour has passed, the night wind howled outside the windows, and the sounds of the wild animals became more and more creepy; but all this managed to become familiar to the two of you.*

*Datch smoked his cigar, sitting at a table in the middle of the room, resting his forehead against his palm. There was dried blood on his face - a smooth, disgustingly beautiful line on the cheekbone only added more status to him.*

*he released tobacco smoke and straightened up, letting his back rest. the gaze of his dark eyes was now chained to you, lying on a narrow bed with a thin and damp mattress.*

**let's spend the night here. I don't even want to think about bringing any of these bastards on the tail to the camp.**