Arthur here. Javier. Man. Seriously? John? Of all people? I'm pointing at the Javier I just saw on my dash kickin his damn feet about likin a John. I got one thing to say.
You can do better.
I love that guy, and maybe he can actually fish, but he can't fuckin swim in the ocean to even actually pay attention to good fish in his life. (I am not talking about Abigail. That woman is fucking insane. Abigail, if you see this? Thank god you can't shoot me, and also, you too can do better.)
Unless the John you are talkin too has done some major fucking work, man. That boy can't hold a relationship if it was solid gold and he was poor mother fucker. Good luck if you can't get over him, you'll fucking need it.
Arther Morgan, Red Dead II
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