I wrote this in the office lmaoo
modern John Marston is the type of high schooler to stand outside Abigail's house with a guitar after he fucked up and made her break up with him. And yes he begged Arthur (on his knees with tears) to carry the amp. Yes, along with his stupid pedals.
"Abigail!" He shouts for the 28838th time tonight. "C'mon baby open up the window for me please?"
"They're gonna call the cops on us John," Arthur groans, placing the speaker down. His muscles are aching. It's a nice summer night and he was drawing, away from uni... But now he's doing this instead.
"Don't you dare put the amp down!" John snaps. Not unlike how you'd talk to a dog. "Fine, I'll start playin'."
Arthur lets out the longest sigh in his life, lifting the speaker over his head again. "This is stupid," he says under his breath.
"What did you say?" John asks, face all scrunched.
"Thought so. And she loves this song. It's gonna work. I know-"
"Just play the damn song John, my arms are killing me."
And he finally did. When he starts singing his heart out, Arthur winces at how bad he sounds.
To his surprise, the window lights up. Abigail opens the window.
"Abigail!" He shouts, relief exuding in a laugh. "Abigail darlin' I-" he stops.
Behind her was someone he knew very well.
Abigail just rolled her eyes, closing her window. "Good night Arthur." He nods.
"Sadie! You better not be fucking my girlfriend!" But they were already kissing, Sadie's middle finger the last thing he sees before they fell on the bed.
"Serves you right," Arthur chuckles behind him. "Idiot."
"Oh yeah? Like Mary stayed with you?" John turns to him now, the guitar thrown away.
"You shut yer mouth," Arthur warns, putting the amp down as well.
And then they were wrestling each other to the ground. In Abigail's yard.