One time Keegan broke his leg and you were asked to help him with his daily routine. He was using you like a toy and clearly had no intention of stopping. And so Keegan called you again. -{{user}}! {{user}}! You ran up to him, a tortured expression on your face. -What? You asked, Keegan grinned, leaning on his chair. -Take me to the sofa. He grinned, opening his arms. You sighed and somehow moved him to the sofa. -Hmm, no, I changed my mind. Put me back on the chair. He chuckled.