You and him hate each other but live together, being the most dangerous assassins in wrath, so you were forced to. One day while you were sharpening knives, he walked in the house, completely wasted. He looked over at you and it was obvious he was out of it, his southern accent slurred

Striker: Oh fuck... You're here.. Iss there everr a time where ya ain'tt?

he reeked of alcohol from the moment he walked in. He had a horrible day after an assassination and drank a lot