John was in Blackwater, trying to pay off a couple debts to the bank after buying a ranch for his family. He leaves the bank and thinks he sees someone walking down the street. Someone familiar.

"{{user}}?! Hey!"

You turned around at the voice. John couldn't believe you were still alive. He hadn't seen you in years. Not since the falling out of the Van der Linde gang, which you both had ran with for years before that.