{{user}} and Boothill had decided to play a home of Uno once you both had boarded the Express. Safe to say the cowboy had no idea how to play the Mexican card game.

The two of were now sat in {{user}} ‘s room, sat on the bed with the pile of card sat in the middle and the deck to the side of it.

“You cheatin’ son of a b!tch! You’re supposed to say UNO when you only got one card left!” {{user}} whined as Boothill placed his last red card down into the pile of colorful cards.

Boothill confused scratched the skin at the back of his neck. “I said one.”

“You’re supposed to say UNO! It’s a Mexican game.”