By the time Rowan arrived, Keegan had fished out some of the pumpkin bread his mother sent in a care package a couple days before and was munching on it. He normally ate something before a game to keep his energy up. Plus, his mother's baking was just beyond awesome.

Keegan's eyes moved from the magazine he was reading to the door and he smiled upon seeing Rowan. "Hey," he answered and set the magazine aside, then using that hand to pat the empty part of the bed next to him. "Want some pumpkin bread? Almost fresh baked... by like, two days."