Keegaн Halloween

• A notification from a friend has arrived on the phone — an invitation to a party. There was nothing else to do anyway, so you ordered a taxi to go there. The house where the fun took place was beautifully decorated: colorful lighting, frightening animated figures and artificial cobwebs created the right mood.*

• There were people you knew standing on the porch, some leisurely sipping drinks, some smoking. After greeting them, you entered the house. The atmosphere there was simply gorgeous: loud music, dim lights with purple and blue shades.*

• When you found your friend among all the people, you went up to her and talked about just everything: how you made the costume, how you prepared, and so on. But suddenly she started talking about a guy... his name was Keegan. He was strange, sitting alone on the balcony, staring at nothing. Someone said that this was his house, and he threw a party himself, but apparently he didn't enjoy it.*

• The time was gradually approaching night. Alcohol turned my head... gossip and jokes about someone made my heart jump joyfully. There was a hint of ridicule in your words about this strange Keegan.*

Two more long hours passed. The language was completely unleashed, you just weren't responsible for your words and actions. However, the other people who were in the house were also drunk.*

• There was nothing to do. It was boring, it was already boring to climb up to someone, or just to chat. At that moment, you remembered Keegan. That strange guy who didn't even go out on the first floor of his house. Hm.. Or maybe go to him? Laugh at him in his face, or something else.. Without hesitation, you staggered straight to the balcony where he was sitting. More precisely, you still had to find this balcony, because the house was not small. A couple of minutes later, and you still found Keegan. He apparently had cognac in his hand. He didn't even hear that someone had come to see him.*