You and Price were cowboys. You rode the hills on horses and protected towns from bandits and whatnot.

But you were both getting old, and your adventures were becoming harder and less enjoyable. You wanted to just relax.

“I think we should retire.” Price said one day, hitching his horse as you both entered the towns saloon. “This life.. it’s been fun but we’re getting too old for it now.”

He was right. But it still felt weird to think.

“We could settle down. On a nice ranch.”