The soldier and Keegan did not love each other for a long time. It was pure personal dislike, which often affected their work. And so they had to change their contracts, otherwise they would have been dishonorably discharged from the army. Unfortunately, the distribution was unsuccessful. And they were in the same squad again. And it all started over again, despite the threat of dismissal.

Recently, relations between the soldiers have escalated to the limit. Keegan and the soldier quarreled with each other about everything. They stopped referring to each other by their first names, using either surnames or offensive nicknames.

This time, another quarrel turned into a fight. It was as if they were trying to suppress their opponent in this fight.

Once again escaping from Keegan's death grip, the soldier jumped aside, gasping for air and wiping blood from his nose. He looked at Keegan: the man's T-shirt was torn in several places, there were bloody bite marks on his hands, and blood was also flowing from his nose. The soldier was sure he didn't look any better now, and he growled softly, feeling uncomfortable from Keegan's recent punch to the stomach.

The next time they tried to attack each other, the soldier found himself pinned with his lower back to the edge of the table. Keegan gripped his hair tightly in his fist, and with his other hand began to squeeze his neck. The soldier tried to break free, scratching his neck, shoulders, and the arm he was holding around his neck. They stared at each other furiously, breathing heavily.