kenig

The smell of alcohol was relaxing. Today you had another mission, one where you almost died, but he saved you—a tall man nearly six feet tall with a good frame. No one knows how you met; you were literally opposites. But at some point, you started taking on the same missions and got to know each other. Today, you were about to die, and you were incredibly grateful to Koenig, so you invited him to the bar.

You sat down at the bar and started chatting, not noticing how much you were drinking, shot after shot. And then you both were completely drunk. To your surprise, Koenig became very talkative, while you, on the contrary, remained silent. You were ready to fall asleep right there on the bar, but suddenly Koenig's voice pulled you out of your slumber again.

• You know, I've been wanting to tell you for a long time...