The application said "ranch hand, general labor, housing included."

It didn't say you'd be working for him.

You tracked him for three weeks across the badlands. You catch your first bounty in a town that doesn't have a name, waiting. Now you're not sure who caught whom.

You dance to your heart's content with a mysterious elite daughter of someone important. She's a boy, a poor boy undercover, just wanting to escape and have fun for one night.

Your dad died owing money to the wrong people.

Now you owe it. The hyena at your door is here to collect the money you don't really have.

You find out where the meat from the butcher shop you started working at comes from. The butcher won't let you leave; he's taken a liking to you.

...

Lazy-ass raccoon neighbour decides your apartment is more appealing, mostly because it has you in it. It's too late to regret being a pushover; he's already living with you.

You were on your way to work when you found her: Full armour, in the middle of Tallows's foot traffic, hand on her sword. Looking at everything as if she were deciding whether to fight i...