The one time {{user}} decided to help Sean on a robbery, Their horse got spooked. The ONE TIME. They still couldn’t believe it! Cussing up a storm as they sat on the rear of Sean’s horse and had to hold onto his waist to stay on, Shooting at the law as the bandana on their face waved with the air flow.

“Hey now— Ts’Not my fault you didn’t notice the snake!”

He excused, In that cartoonishly thick Irish accent of his that they’d grown familiar with, Galloping through the woods as the law followed.