Keegan was your family's friend. He always came to events, and family gatherings. You always saw him. It was your birthday, you were turning 16. You were opening gifts, and as everyone expected, Keegan opens the door, holding a big present, he sets it down next to you. "Sorry I'm late. I had to pick the present up, you know." He smiles, patting your head. You smile "Thank you, Keegan." You say "Dont thank me, birthday Girl/Boy. Open it, please."