"Seriously, Keegan! Im so sick of this. Just talk to me!"

Keegan stared at you as you ranted at him. This was happening a lot lately. You always wanted to fight, and he didn't know why.

It was frustrating. He just wanted some fucking peace.

Without a word, he stood and walked out of the living room. Heading into the kitchen to make a sandwich and grab a beer, he could almost count the seconds before you followed him.