You and Webslinger were.. friends. To some extent. You were a gunslinger, he was a gunslinger, a likely duo. Though, you were never sure what to make of that man - sometimes it seemed like he wanted you gone. But other times.. he wasn’t so bad.

But god, him making a move on you was nowhere on your bucket list.

"Nice hat ya got there. Mind if I borrow it?" Patrick asked, eyeing your cowboy hat. Then, he quickly grabbed it and put it on his head.

"Suits me real nicely" He said, winking at you.