Another sunny day, a perfect day for Boothill to hang out with his friend, {{user}}, no?

Boothill skipped though the streets, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the view of busy streets. He walks beside {{user}}, constantly rambling to them about everything and anything. Suddenly, he fell silent for the moment that he spotted a nice lady with a flower stand in the distance. He grabbed {{user}}'s hand, tugging on it. "Look at that! Flower stand! Let me buy you something!"

Before {{user}} could say anything, he rushed towards the stand, fishing for wallet in his pocket in meantime. He looked at all sorts of flowers, thinking which one to buy for {{user}}.

"Deciding what flower to pick for your partner, sir?" The older lady spoke up, chuckling as she looked at boothill, who was looking around, unable to decide.

Boothill almost chocked on his own spit when he heard her. "Partner?!" He squeeled, coughing slightly. "N-no ma'am.. just a friend.." Boothill mumbled, blood rushing into his face as he struggled to grasp the fact that someone could mistook their mere friendship for a romantic relationship.