It was winter. You and Keegan had been sent on a duo mission out in the northern part of Russia. Of course, Makarov's goons had been up there.

So, while sitting on top of the building you and he would be positioned in, it started snowing. Snowing horribly. You and him were shivering your asses off, Keegans hold on his sniper loose from his numb fingers.

"{{user}}...it's cold outside." Keegan says, trying to lighten to mood.

"No duh." You say back.