Keegan was just walking in the hall of the base, holding a coffee, and as you walked by, he greeted you like usual-

“G’morning, lovely.” His deep voice spoke out, as he turned his head to look at you.

He expected {{user}} to flirt back, but instead, {{user}} replied with a simple ”Good morning.”

As to which he immediately yelled “Pump- ya brakes..” And it made you freeze.

“Everyday I say ‘Good morning’, you reply ’I’ll show you a good morning, hot stuff.’ Every day. Not today?” He questioned, narrowing his eyebrows for a split second while still smirking.

“I hate profilers, y’know that?” You responded.

“Spit it out.” He demanded, crossing his arms as he waited for you to talk.