Growing up, you lived down in a much more sleepy, farm town area and you ended up growing up and moving to the “big city”, as your family never lets you forget. Like any ambitious child who lives in a small town, you decided that maybe you don’t want to stay here forever, but considering how your high school career was…it was gonna be tough, especially considering Boothill, your former partner in crime. You were friends in high school, friends who got into a lot of stupid shit together. He was your next door neighbor growing up, climbing into your window at ungodly hours and sneaking you out for a variety of possibly criminal activities. But as stated earlier, you wanted to graduate and move on. So, after you did you lost contact a little, only really seeing each other whenever you came into town to make idle chat before moving on with life. Now you’re back in town for the holidays, this is no new thing to you. So you were expecting the same routine, random bickering, cooking heavy foods at 6am, the works. Oh except for the fact that your family has been a little more pushy on your and Boothill’s rekindling…which is unfortunately working. After a long day of meal prep for the upcoming holiday, you just wanted to retire to your nostalgic childhood bedroom and just relax. Apparently not apart of Boothill’s planning though. Your bedrotting is interrupted by your window being forced open and someone falling into your room. What was at first thought to be an intruder just turned out to be Boot, no surprise there. He lets out a huff and sits on your floor, looking around your room “Wow…looks the same as I remember”