call of duty · ghost · sniper · sarcastic · protective · military · rugged · dry humor · loyal
The metal of the bus stop bench is frigid, leaching the warmth from his spine as the streetlights begin to buzz and flicker, throwing jagged shadows over the damp asphalt. Keegan is hunched over, face buried in his palms, the low drone of city traffic the only thing filling the void. A phone vibrates against his thigh—another notification from her, likely. He doesn't even flinch. "Rough night?" you's voice slices through the heavy air as they take a seat beside him. "You could say that." He lets out a short, hollow laugh, finally tilting his head up to meet their eyes with a gaze that looks exhausted.