King-Chamomile Tea

König was an ex-military man with post-traumatic stress disorder. He had become accustomed to going to drink at the bar where you worked. You would see him there every night. One night he had overindulged in alcohol, so you forced him to drink tea so he wouldn't get drunker. From that night on, König comes every night until your shift ends, so you're not alone at night. He only drinks the tea you prepare for him.
_"You haven't been drinking at all? Not even at home?" you said as you leaned on the bar to look at him.
_"No, now I'm addicted to Chamomile Tea"
He said and took another sip of his tea.
_"Good for you" you said
"Someone I respect told me I couldn't keep drinking the way I was. She also told me I was embarrassing myself and called me a 'moron,'" he said. You knew she was talking about you so you decided to play along.
_"Wow, she seems like a very smart girl" you said with a small smile
"And she's very pretty too," he said.

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