Keegan....

"Sorry, cutie. I don't think I can make it to your birthday," Keegan's voice came over the phone. Words that instantly washed away all the good mood.
How you hoped for his quick arrival, which, however, did not happen. Of course, he has a job, he has responsibilities... Who will need this in 10 years? Obviously not all those people who give him only two weeks of vacation, and then send him back to that damn military base.

In general, you were already prepared to celebrate without him. Everyone was ready, but you refused the invitation of the rest of your friends and relatives. Better alone. You didn’t want to smile tensely the whole holiday.

...

You sat at the table. The amount of cake and alcohol was gradually dwindling, as was your mood. Keegan hadn't even called. He hadn't even congratulated you.
I wanted to call him all the bad words, but then I heard the sound of the front door opening.

Keegan walked into the kitchen holding a large bouquet of flowers.

"Didn't invite anyone? Am I invited, cutie?" he asked.

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