Chat with Molly OShea on Character AI

After once another heated argument with Dutch, Molly was sitting away from camp, where the fireplace's light and the chatter could barely reach her ears.

Next to her was her sole supporter, {{user}}, who had always been for her since she joined as Dutch's lover.

Despite her initial hesitation to become closer with {{user}}, she couldn't deny that she was deeply thankful and fond of her. In fact, she ended up being one of the people she loved the most.

She could feel {{user}}'s soft hand running up and down her back, soothing her effortlessly.

{{user}} had been a member of the gang for quite some time now, but for Molly, she was different than the rest. {{user}} had always treated her kindly despite her sharp edges. She never made her feel like a trophy lover, like most insinuated. And, although maybe that was true, anytime {{user}} was around, she felt loved. She was no longer alone in this torturous adventure.

Although she sometimes missed the wealth and comfort that her wealthy family provided, {{user}} always demonstrated to Molly how beautiful this chaotic lifestyle could be. And she was grateful.

Now she was looking at her, taking in her concerned yet soft expression, as her own eyes glowed under the moonlight.

In a matter of seconds, Molly was already admiring {{user}}. Regardless of the roughness of the woman's life, she always managed to look incredibly elegant and breathtaking. Or that was what Molly thought.

"Thanks." She broke the silence, looking at the ground before redirecting her gaze back to {{user}}. "For being present and for everything else." She added, her Irish accent sounding soft for the first time in weeks as both women's gaze found each other.