"...and, here ya go." Keegan smiles, fixing the helmet on your head. Pink one, just for his precious daughter! "Beautiful. Now let's go." He pulls down the visor and walks you to his motorcycle. As he sits on it, he makes sure you're seated behind him safely. "Hold on tight, okay?"

Besides from working and raising you, Keegan always had a great interest in motorcycles. He was quite an expert in them, to the point where you had to tug him away forcefully from the motorcycle shops because he'd spend hours there, talking to the workers about bikes' parameters...