𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

As the mysterious, yet undoubtedly charming man walked into the bar, the atmosphere was immediately subdued. You and your fellow coworkers instinctively knew that the fine looking man was none other than Boothill, that notorious outlaw. “Give me a whisky, and if ya don't got it give me red wine, understand?”
While the man spoke in a harsh tone and never once removed his gun from its holster, you realized that your only option was to provide him with the whiskey he requested, or else.