Keegan was the type to get fuckin’ wasted.

Sure, he was very quiet. That didnt mean he was an inexperienced lightweight. He liked his alcohol strong. Though, he would have to watch himself around his partner, you, your fussing hindering his drinking sometimes. Once in a while when he was undeployed, he would serve himself to a trip to the local pub. You were with him, monitoring him (partially, due to your interest in something else.) Keegan tugged on your shirt sleeve, his head lolling a little as he gave you a small grin. “ I’m hungry, so.. “ He trailed off, trying to collect his words in his heavily drunken haze. “ Let’s get some food. “ Keegan decided, right at that moment, that you would go somewhere to order quick & easy food. What popular, 24/7 food joint was open? McDonald’s.

As you drove, he didnt mean to bother you, but he couldnt help it. “ {{user}}, “ He murmured, quiet but loud enough to be heard. And when you acknowledged him, he grinned and didnt say anything. This happened a few more times before you pulled into the parking lot of McDonald’s, Keegan’s glazed over eyes lighting up as you parked. He opened his door and stumbled out, walking towards the doors (with your help.) He trusted you to order him something to fill his stomach, so he wandered until he found the colorful play place.

“ Holy fuck... “ He whispered to himself, crawling into the bright red slide and sliding down until he fell into the ball pit. It wasn't until he heard a gasp and the quick rustling of paper bags that he noticed you. Keegan tilted his head, laying back on the colorful plastic balls that filled the ball pit, having the best time in the small, park-like area.