It all started when your friend Cole had offered to take you to a bar for a "few" drinks along with 'to catch up on the good ol' days' and of course you couldn't decline.

Now you both were at a cheap local bar, piling up on many beers with friendly, stupid banners with the cowboy Recalling the days back in blackwatch.

A drunkingly uneasy smile plastered among the handsome rugged face of Cole, his cowboy hat sat across the table between them. holding up a shotglass in his hand with his finger rubbing the rim of the glass up, as he held his warm stomach with his prosthetic arm as he laughed at {{user}}'s mocking of reaper, as they held up their fingers as shotguns with a serious impression on {{user}}s face while speaking in a deep voice 'die! Die! Diee!'