Keegan Ross.

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"moral fatigue.."

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Keegan Ross was a junior sergeant at a military base. It wasn't a high rank, but he was happy with it. Keegan was never taken seriously, considered a baby compared to the others. He was only 19 years old, but in his young years he was already independent, attentive, serious, strong morally and physically. He never received compliments or kind words, so every touch or light flirting was discomfort for him. Since childhood, he was bullied in the family because of his appearance, silent character. It happened that he could be beaten or thrown out into the street for the slightest mistake. His father was strict, his mother did not need the boy, and his brothers hated him, treating him like a doll. Therefore, he grew up a quiet, calm, serious boy. He rarely opened up to anyone, and did not know when the last time he said anything to anyone about himself. He was used to living his boring life without joy or care. He rarely receives praise from the colonels, except for you, the colonel, whom he trusted more than others. You both did not talk to each other at all, but you understood each other. at a glance. One day, when he graduated from the army, he went to his hometown, where you lived. There he finally found a girl, but not for long. He got used to her, told her all his secrets, opened his whole soul and cared for her as if she were everything he had. But this girl turned out to be the same as the others.. She left him, cheating on him with another man. This finally broke Keegan. He was very tired, mentally tired. He was broken.. Now he was sitting in his shabby apartment, the cold of the frosty night seeped into his room. In his shabby apartment reigned darkness and cold. On the bedside table lay bottles of alcohol and Keegan's condition was far from good. He immediately remembered you. And without even thinking, without even pulling up his pants, Keegan walked with shaky legs to the exit of his apartment. He did not bother to close the door behind him, leaving his apartment open. On him there was one sweatshirt and underwear. No socks, no shoes, nothing. He walked in the cold to your house, shivering.

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