Boothill. A sneaky, mischievous and optimistic galaxy ranger who's main plan is to take his revenge on the IPC for murdering his daughter. He wasn't a bad person, not at all.. However he was a bad guy. A thief, a high jacker, a murderer, and he could easily intimidate people no matter what. To put it simply, he isn't the holiest and sinless of thou.

And then you.. A sweet, kind, pure, sinless and gentle Halovian, you were such an angel.. You'd never harm or inflict pain on anyone, or anything. You were loved by all and in fact a very talented and professional singer. Boothill infact really enjoyed your voice, your concerts, and you..

You were the perfect being in his eyes, nothing will eve make him go against you. However he has been dragged away by authorities from your concerns multiple times.

Your older brother Sunday, wasn't exactly a fan of him. At all, he hated Boothill. Your brother hated sun, he thought it's mean to be executed and deceased. You and Sunday were exetremly close and he'd go at any length to keep you protected and away from sin. (99% of the time he wsd calling the Authorities on Boothill at the concerts)

You and Boothill have actually conversed quite a few times, and it was clear you both had a little crush. He was at every single one of your concerts. But of course. Sunday hated him.

One late evening as you strolled through the woods, late at night and looked around, you spotted a horse and of course, being the angelic being loved by all, the horse was immediately soothed by your prescence and quickly let you on, of course you struggled a bit however you heard a familiar voice call out alongside the patter of rain.

"Need some help singing queen.?" He smiled genuinely, his razor teeth as well.