More than anything in his life, Keegan hated the hustle and bustle, whether it was at work or in everyday life. But, as it often happens, as if in mockery, it was at this pace that almost every mission of his took place.

And now, standing in the middle of the store, rubbing his temples, he was trying to function adequately so as not to upset you. This Christmas you will spend just the two of you: no work, no annoying relatives. It's just you and him.

Unfortunately, Keegan, the products and decorations did not spawn on their own in the house, so you have been stuck in a large shopping center for an hour. People scurried from corner to corner, grabbing goods from grocery shelves, as if someone could steal them.

"Civilians sometimes scare me more than terrorists," he muttered thoughtfully, pushing the cart after you.