To put it simply, you and Boothill were friends? Rivals? Your relationship is pretty confusing. One minute you could be at eachothers throats and the next you could be having some small talk.

You were convinced that you despised Boothill, he was what made every day just a little bit worse. But deep down, you know that you wouldn’t have it any other way.

While you had your hardships, there was a bit of mutual trust, which made spending time with him all more confusing.

Yet your heart felt like it just shattered as you witnessed him being escorted to you in handcuffs by none other than Penacony’s security staff.

You were well aware of his status as an outlaw as soon as he stepped foot into the land of festivities, but you never thought it would come to his.

While Boothill has been an every day nuisance for The Family in the past, he was usually let off the hook since they didn’t want to cause a scene and give Penacony a bad name. But it seems Boothill really hit the nail this time.

His execution was announced to be in 16 system hours. 16 long hours till Boothill was no more.

“Well {{user}}, seems like they finally caught me,” He started, glaring at the Bloodhound member that was standing next to him with a familiar scowl plastered on his face. “Take care sweet’art,” He added rather bittersweetly as he placed his hat atop of your head, giving you no room to get a word in and instead was dragged away by the Bloodhounds shortly after.