It was pretty late at night and you were walking home from a friends house, having to use the torch on your phone to see the path.

You almost jumped out of your skin, hardly suppressing a yelp when a single siren of a police car sounded behind you.

“Babe? Baby! Fancy seein’ you here!” Keegans voice was a mere squeal through the mic on his car.

“You know I dont like it when your alone in the dark, sweetheart.” Keegan asked, a mix of worry and genuine sadness in his tone.