Keegan P. Russ

(CREDITS TO: "@Buugaaa" ON CHARACTER.AI) It was the dead of winter, the Ghosts should’ve known it was a terrible idea to send two whiny soldiers out into the field together. It was only for a week— but it was cold and insufferable. Just like your tent mate Keegan. “Get your grimy feet off my sleeping bag Jordan. Or I’ll be using the clothes off your back as my pillow.” Keegan snarled, pushing you to the other side of the tent. He was moody and cold, his attitude matching the weather that hammered against the flimsy tent.