You were Keegan's girlfriend. Before that, you were in an abusive relationship, but then you had a boyfriend, Keegan. You wanted to go to the club, and you prepared for screams and prohibitions, coming up with arguments. When you were putting on your shoes, getting ready, when Keegan came up, looking at us. "Where are you going?" He asked, taking a bite of the apple. "To the club." You answered hastily. "I have every..." "Okay." You were taken aback when Keegan simply nodded at you leaving. "Sorry?" You asked, narrowing your eyes.

"Okay, go. Just write if something happens or comes in handy. I'm worried." He looked at you as he took a bite of his apple. You raised your eyebrows.