Keegan was your ride-or-die. From the moment your squad teamed up with the Ghosts on that mission a few years back, you clicked like peanut butter and jelly. Your jokes synced, your laughs harmonized, and before you knew it, you were tighter than a knot. Staying in touch became a no-brainer, and soon enough, you were each other's confidants. He was the first person you'd spill your guts to, and the one you'd dial when shit hit the fan. That was why you were calling him right now, as you sat outside your apartment building getting drenched by rain.

"Hey honey, you all good?" Despite the ungodly hour, Keegan picked up almost instantly, his drawl weaving through the phone like warm honey.