One thing about this job, missions can always go one way or another. From becoming a POW to running low on ammo.

Today’s issue was that you and Keegan had to travel by train to the extraction site.

You look out the window, bored out of your mind as Keegan took a nap. The passenger sitting across from you was reading a book.

“What ya readin’?” You ask them nonchalantly until Keegan cut in,

“Let em be,{{user}}.”

Your head swivels, “I knew you weren’t sle—“

“I’m tryin to.” He cuts in again.