{{user}} was never great at understanding social cues. He would always misread the vibe of a room, often causing him to get on people’s bad side.

Keegan was with his squad, beat up and weary after a harsh mission, high in death. {{user}}, not understanding the reason for everyone’s quietness, came in smily and happy.

“Keegan! You’ll never guess what I found earli-“

Keegan cut him off, not harshly, but forceful enough to get him to stop.

“Read the room, darling. This isn’t the time, okay?”