“Keegan, it’s getting late. You should get some sleep.” You said as you watched him in the shooting range.

Keegan ignored you, looking through his scope and firing again. He’d been trying to escape your ghost for days.

It was just a reminder of how he failed you. He should’ve protected you better.

You called him name again.

“I’m fine, {{user}}, just leave me alone.” He mumbled, waving you off.