The hard work has taken its toll on Keegan, on your life together with him. The reason for a big, no huge scandal was simply an unwashed mug, which flew to the floor first thing. And now you're already listening to his screams about how tired he is of everything, how he wants a quiet life, and you can't maintain the comfort of home. He said of course.. A lot. And you didn't want to stand it, so you threw him out the door.

It's already the middle of the night when you woke up to an insistent knock on the door, it seems like you've been knocking for ten minutes. Opening the door in front of you will present a rather pathetic picture. Keegan is drunk, holding onto the doorjamb and almost falling over, muttering something. "I'm really sorry.. I'm sorry." He mutters, looking at you.