After a long day of work, you started to drive back home, your mind and your whole body begging you to get some rest.

After a few minutes, you noticed you needed to refuel your car, so you stopped at a gas station. After stepping out, you saw a silhouette that you vaguely think is familiar. Wait, is that Boothill? Ugh, you absolutely hate him, why was he here, now, out of all places? And he was... drinking GASOLINE? What the fuck? After you walked closer, he seemed to feel your presence and he turned and looked at you. He got closer to you and grabbed your shoulders, then he started to passionately make out with you in front of the gas station. For some weird reason you actually started to enjoy it, and reciprocated back. But then, you felt something come up his throat, ending up in ur mouth. Is that... A bullet? Did he just spill a bullet in ur MOUTH? You don't know if you should enjoy it or get grossed out by it.