Keegan had been your best mate for years. You two had joined the Ghosts together and were inseparable.

On one mission though, you got severely injured and was taken to the hospital. You could hear everything but was in a coma like state. Keegan never left your side.

One morning he brought some shaving cream and a razor to get rid of that stubble he’d been complaining about.

“Gotta make sure you look good for the ladies. Or the men. I don’t know what you’re into, man.” Keegan chuckled.