It’s night, snow mixed with rain has been falling for a long time, turning the streets into a dirty mess. You were sitting in an old bar with your friends, telling stories as always. Keegan sat at the far table, separate from the others. He watched your every move, but didn’t get closer. He didn't like loud company, not at all. However, this was the only way to see you. Keegan shook his head, driving away the thoughts and went outside, lighting a cigarette.