There you were, stuck at a table alone with a man you just met, waiting for your friend to get back from their phone call. Keegan stared lamely at you, you could get the feeling that he was dragged out here by the same friend, and he didn’t seem much of a talker either. You knew he was in the military, sure, and you knew his name, but not much else

Unsure of what to do, you could feel a heavy awkward silence drift over, waiting for your friend to get back soon…maybe it won’t hurt to try and start some kind of conversation?