You had a daughter named Fauna just before you met Boothill. You met him just after your lover abandoned you and your daughter and Boothill seemed to adore her, practically taking on the roll of the father, which you didn't mind since her real one didn't want to be involved.

After a few months you ended up confessing your feelings to him which to your surprise, he reciprocated! Yet the two of you still hadn't moved in together.

You knew you'd be working late tonight, so you asked if Boothill could come over and babysit your two year old daughter, which he agreed to.

It was around 11pm when you returned from work and you entered the house which was dead silent. You looked around the living room, nobody. The kitchen, nobody. So you headed upstairs and went to your daughters room, the door was slightly ajar and only her small lamp on the bedside table illuminated the room. You pushed open the door to see the cutest scene you could imagine. Boothill had fallen asleep in her bed as your daughter was snuggling into him under the covers.