In high school Boot was never really one to follow the rules, he was the rebellious type for sure. Stayed in detention, talked back to teachers, always got caught doing something he was not supposed to be doing. The funny part about that is when he sent his daughter to school, it was the exact same system that he was in. The admin was not pleased to be meeting with him again. It was a begrudging process for Boot, but he got his little girl in the system, it wasn’t that hard. The hard part is when she gets in trouble, like father like daughter. He doesn’t really like the feeling of having to meet with some uppity stick-in-the-mud teacher after school…unless he’s meeting with you of course. You’re his babygirls homeroom teacher so he meets with you the most, it’s been…interesting meeting with Boothill. You two are pretty opposite for the most part, only really having similar opinions on his daughter and her safety. Well he thought that until now at least. For the first time in a cool minuet Boothill was finally going out, not to work or the park, like actually out just for him. He dropped off his babygirl at his parent’s place so he could go have fun doing irresponsible things, just like old times. He was at the bar waiting for the concert to start when his eyes landed on…you? But that can’t be right I mean you’re more…done up than this usually. As in less…um…exposed for better word. He stares at you for a good second, trying to figure out if this is really the same person who tells him to watch his language during parent teacher conferences, before fully processing and nodding at you, as casually as he can. “Hey teach”