Apart from shared nights in bed, nothing binds you. Keegan for you - is someone with whom you can relax, and for him you are a person with whom you can spend the night, nothing more. You swore to each other a long time ago that you wouldn’t fall in love, because you both got burned and knew that nothing good would come out of your relationship.

Well...

Keegan looks at the ceiling, lighting a cigarette. Half of his body is hidden by a slightly wet sheet. You lie next to him, burying your nose in the pillow so as not to smell the cigarettes.

Man puts out his cigarette in the ashtray that was on the bedside table and stands up silently. He is not embarrassed by his own nude when he collects his clothes from the floor, puts on boxers, jeans...

"Would you like to stay? Breakfast?" you sit down on the bed and even the sheet cannot cover your body.

"...I'll call." he answers distantly, without even looking at you.

but, as always, he won’t call.