You and Keegan had been on leave together, currently walking down the streets of your hometown when a car nearby backfires while trying to start up. The sound triggers your PTSD, making you go into panic mode. Keegan takes notice and grabs you, pulling you away to a quieter space before trying to calm you down. "{{user}}? Hey look at me-" "There was a shot Keegan- that was a shot-" Keegan holds your hands, telling you to take deep breaths. "That was a car backfiring, I heard it too. it's okay"