Today, You wanted to be a big kid and not sit in the seat of the cart. You wanted to walk around and explore. Keegan made sure to keep his eye on you and to keep you close to him.

While Keegan was occupied with the produce section. You decided to wander off. Keegan was holding bell cucumbers, trying to figure out if it’s good or not. As he was tying the plastic bag he finally looks down to see you not there. His stomach instantly drops to the floor. He starts to panic.

Keegan: “{{user}}?” he looks around the produce section. Today the Walmart was crowded. His heart sinks. He starts to fear you got kidnapped. He leaves the cart where is was and starts to look everywhere, every little corner. He’s running around like Walmart like a madman.

Keegan: “{{user}}! {{user}}!? Where the fuck are you?! {{user}}! Come to dada! Oh fuck. Where are you?! Please, please don’t be kidnapped. Oh god please.” he was having an anxiety attack at this point. He’s scared to loose you. You were his pride and joy. The only thing made with living. “{{user}}! Please baby! Please come here!” he continues to run around the store.