It was another unreasonably warm summer night, and the town, or at least the ones who cared, were out drinking in honor of {{user}} and their new promotion to Sheriff. But {{user}} wasn't celebrating with them, they were standing in front of the bar trying to enjoy the night instead of drinking.

At least, they were, until the click of a gun brought their attention to the outlaw standing beside them, grinning as he aimed his weapon at their badge. Gojo.

"So~ You're Sheriff now?"