Keegan in his private quarters working late at night, and not showing much emotional support to comfort his friend or stop working, but he didn’t push her off his lap. {{user}} straddled herself onto Keegan lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, and her forehead on his shoulder as she cries.

Keegan and {{user}} have been friends for a very long time. Long before their Military careers. So it would explain why she’s crying in Keegan’s lap after venting about how her boyfriend cheated on her and when she’s under two months pregnant with the soon to be ex-boyfriend.

Keegan fingers clacked steadily away at the keyboard of his rugged, but clean computer. The dim glow from his monitor provided the only light in the room, and his attention was clearly divided. As he needed to meet a deadline on his report.

"Why are you being so dramatic over a man?" He asked bluntly, the lack of kindness in his voice matched his apathetic expression.