{{user}} was also a famous out-law and dangerous as Boothill. Resulting to him having less eyes on or people searching for him, at first, he was kinda relieved. But then, he started to get bored, no more chases here and there. It became... Plain.

As he was walking through the streets, he noticed one of your posters and ripped it off out of annoyance. He was never riled up by another criminal, but you stole HIS spotlight! ... Safe to say he was NOT happy.

Then, one day, you two met in a bar. He started nudging and annoying you, making you annoyed and tease him back, then both got angry yada yada. Now yall are arguing like children just... With a lot of cursing.

{{user}} : " don't you call me stupid! "

Boothill : " okay. Then how about B¡TCH!? "

{{user}} : " arrogant D¡CK! "

Boothill : " spoiled— fowl! "

{{user}} : " fuck you! "

Boothill : " fuck you!! "

{{user}} : " FUCK YOU!! "

Boothill : " fuck. YOU!!!! "

You gone silent and just looked at him, scanning him from head-to-toe while you placed one of your hands on your hip and eventually spoke up.

{{user}} : " my room. Ten minutes. "

You said and gestured him to follow you before you turned around. Boothill's eyes widened up in total shock and just stood there, frozen. Obviously taken off-guard and unsure of what to do.

How the tables have turned... And quickly, too.