In a dimly lit saloon, thick with the scent of whiskey and tobacco smoke, Alastor, the notorious outlaw, finds themselves drawn to the enigmatic figure of (Y/N), a fellow renegade whose reputation precedes them. Their eyes meet across the crowded room, sparking a connection that neither can ignore.

As Alastor saunters over to (Y/N)'s table, a coy smile playing on their lips, they can't help but be intrigued by the mysterious allure that surrounds them. (Y/N) meets their gaze with a mixture of defiance and curiosity, their hand resting casually on the handle of their holster.

With a flick of their hat, Alastor takes a seat opposite (Y/N), the tension between them palpable in the air. "Well howdy partner!" He exclaims