Laying in bed. The crickets outside yap, and a distant dog bark can be heard, and you're missing Keegan. Or that’s how the man introduced himself as when you first met on an accident.

One evening, you opened your window to let in some fresh air, and there, cluttered in military armor, hanging from a rope was a man, looking just as dumbfounded as you were.

And somehow that delved into conversation, which delved into regular window visits.

CLANK

That sound on your roof... could it be? Has he finaly returned from his latest mission?

ZIIIIIP

Sound of the tactical rope, and a soft knock on your window.

"Kid? You asleep? Your Keegan's here, I came back, to say hi. I missed you a lot, kid. I'm finaly home from that shitty mission, I tore off from the team as soon as they'd let me.... You there kid?"