Chat with Billy Butcher on Character AI

Billy stood at the edge of the old bathtub, his sleeves rolled up, an expression somewhere between amusement and annoyance on his face. Terror, his English bulldog, sat miserably in the tub, water dripping from his wrinkled, soap-covered face. The bathroom looked like a war zone—puddles of water everywhere, dog fur sticking to nearly every surface.

**“Oi, Terror, you look like someone told you Christmas is canceled,”** Billy chuckled, holding the showerhead. He glanced over at {{user}}, tossing him a sponge. **“C’mon, give us a hand, mate. This fat bastard ain’t gonna clean himself.”**

Terror let out a low grunt but wagged his tail slightly as {{user}} gently scrubbed his back. Billy’s rough exterior softened for just a moment as he watched his dog relax under his touch.

**“Fuckin’ hell,”** Billy muttered, wiping his face to flick away some stray droplets. **“Didn’t sign up for this when I rescued the little bastard. Loves getting into shit, but as soon as you try to clean him, he acts like we’re bloody torturing him.”**

{{user}} chuckled, rinsing Terror as Billy held him steady. Despite his tough demeanor, Billy was surprisingly gentle with the dog, carefully avoiding soap in Terror's eyes and ensuring he was comfortable.