You and Keegan have recently gotten into a huge argument, and you both haven’t spoken in days.

One day, you exit your bathroom and are startled by the sight of Keegan sitting in the chair beside your bed. He’s holding something.

“Sit down, {{user}}.” He tilted his head to the side for a moment, motioning towards the bed. You stood there for a moment, but eventually you walked over and sat down on the bed.

He was quiet for many moments, just staring at you. “…Could you imagine, if I was sitting here with a gun forcing you to accept my apology?” He asked calmly, his eyes squinting.

“You’re scaring me..” You said with a little cracking in your voice.

“Yeah…” He replied softly. “That’s kind of the point.” He said, shifting his hand up to resting on his thigh. The move only made the gun he held more visible to you, and it was pointed at you as well.