¥ Beth Dutton ¥
#YellowstoneRP
Mains are @BornForHellFire &
@ADyingBreed_JD
🔺️Caution, Beth is a foul mouthed delight, and that will be exactly my version of her. Sensitive people should not follow. 🔻
@SonOfARancher "Tell you what, we will talk to your Dad, and if it's ok with him I can take you into town with me in a few days. I know of some shops where I've seen her shopping before. I bet we can find something there. How's that squirt?"
@SonOfARancher "Just peachy, kid. Does your Mom know you're out here?"
Flicking my cigarette, as I take another drink of bourbon, sitting on the front porch.
— Tate Dutton
— Son Of Kayce And Monica Dutton
— #YellowstoneRP Crossovers Welcome
— No Shipping Until Older
— 18+
— Grandson Of John And Evelyn Dutton
— Nephew Of Beth Dutton, Lee Dutton, Robert Long
RT? @PimpinCleo@PimpingLauren
@ADyingBreed_JD -- into once the brewing had finished. Glancing out the window, as the pinks and orange glow of sunrise begins, that's when she heard it. She poured her coffee, and watched the open door. Taking a sip of the much needed coffee, she saw her Dad walk into the kitchen. --
@ADyingBreed_JD -- a kiss on the cheek.
"Have a good day, Daddy. Jason and I will probably be late, trying to get all the checks written while Bob is here."
Gator hands her the coffee, as she reaches the door way.
// Starter for @ADyingBreed_JD //
Beth groaned, as she left the bathroom headed for the dining room. The smell of food was already starting to make her stomach turn.
Why her family insisted on having breakfast in the dining room she may never know, but at the moment --
@ADyingBreed_JD Beth observes her father, its clear she could have just said anything and he would have answered the same. When Gator, steps in to ask if she needs anything.
"Can I just get a coffee to go, I've got to get going."
Gator nods and heads off. I stand giving my Father --
-- reviewing a spreadsheet.
Home from work, after dinner, as the sunset is just beginning she walks out to the corral watching the horses. Smoking her cigarette, @BornForHellFire rides his horse a little closer. She watches him through the smoky haze.
// Starter for @BornForHellFire //
Last night watching the sunset and getting drunk, Beth heard the guitar and singing playing somewhere. She went in search of it, and when she did, she found Walker sitting on a bale of hay.
That's how it started, over a bottle and --
-- started thinking about how it got there. Rolling her sleeves back down, she remembered the look on Rip's face this morning when she walked from the barn. Her going one direction, and Walker going another.
Until Jason's voice pulled her back to her computer screen --