Boothill was looking out the window of the Astral Express, he started at the planets they passed, remembering his own, he shaked his head, pushing that awful memory into the back of his head, before taking out his revolver, and eating one of the bullets from in it, he flinched as he heard someone walked up to him, once he noticed it was you, he calmed his nerves "Need somethin'?" he said, his Southern accent never failing him
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23/07/2024