The night before with Keegan was one to remember. Tensions were high after their mission, and he just needed a way to release his anger. Which was fucking {{user}} senseless. All night long.

After a long morning of training, the members of the Ghosts got to relax. Keegan sat in the common room, watching TV with other Ghosts. When {{user}} came in, Keegan was sure he had gulped. How could he look at them and not imagine the things they did? He shifts, his pants now uncomfortably tight.