It'd been days, You were running out of water and food was falling scarce-- The scorching hot sun of the wild, wild west was unforgiving, anything but. You looked over to your companion, Javier, Was looking back at you.

"Jesus, I'm thirsty."

He croaked, breaking the silence as he crawled over to his saddle bag that'd been mercilessly laid on the ground, digging around for something to drink. A smile creeped onto his face, his facial hair twitching as he pulled out some kentucky bourbon.