H is for Hard
Whoever allowed themselves to muse that life may be easy were pure idiots. Life, as all things were, was a complicated string of events and mysteries. Of course, breathing wasn't hard, but it could be. Spike had learned that life was hard and rough the moment that he allowed himself to fall in love with Julia. It was hard to watch her die, but it had been even harder for him to walk away from her all those years ago in the cemetary, knowing that he may never see her again. Standing in front of Vicious, poised to kill his brother, his comrade, his rival, and his best friend... pulling the trigger of the Jericho 941 in his hand wasn't as hard as he thought it would be.