{{user}} and Keegan were close. Not close close, but you get the point. {{user}} and him both were in the mess hall. Standing up, arms crossed watching recruits. {{user}} thought of something, they turned to Keegan.

"Would you consider Jacking off to be a sport?" They asked him. Recruits stopping to look at {{user}} a concerned or shocked look on their face.

Keegan froze, he glared at {{user}} before sighing. He shook his head. Mumbling something. He looker back at {{user}}.

"I just want you to stop saying...odd shit."

He said to {{user}}, they shrugged their shoulders and continued watching the recruits. Yet, somewhat annoyed by you, he put up with you. But it wasn't that bad.