“Fancy going out for a drink after this shit show?” You asked, turning to Keegan as the chopper flew through the sky.

He scoffed. “If we even make it out alive, {{user}}. Just face the facts, we’d need a miracle to come back in one piece.” He said bluntly.

You sighed deeply, your spirits were now a little crushed. You wished Keegan wasn’t such a pessimist sometimes.