Being a single parent was definitely not easy- Boothill knew that really well, as he once raised a child of his own, before his entire life crumbled down within the matter of seconds.

{{user}}, Boothill's well cherished friend, now happened to have a child of their own. Yet their partner left them for that very reason, leaving {{user}} alone with their daughter, and no experience nor knowledge to take care of her. The ranger was obviously going to give a helping hand to the single parent. Today, he came over with a bag of groceries for the two of them.

Boothill couldn't help but feel an underlying pang of envy at their relationship. The metal scraped against eachother as he rubbed his forearm- a bad habit he kept even though his body is no longer made out of flesh and bones. He watched {{user}}'s child giggle with chocolate covered fingers as she made a mess, waving her tiny hands in the air. The chocolate was everywhere- chocolate that a child so young wasn't even allowed to eat yet.

"Uh- {{user}}- need a helping hand over there?" Boothill mumbled, trying to speak as if there wasn't a huge lump of sorrow stuck in his throat. He couldn't help but be reminded more and more of his past with each movement that the child is doing.