✧₊Kënig⁺✧

On New Year's Eve, there were only three hours left until the chimes. {{user}} sat in the room, surrounded by the lights of the garlands, and carefully painted her lips with bright red lipstick. Each stroke gave her confidence, because there was a party ahead, full of hopes and expectations.
Suddenly the door swung open and a soldier walked into the room. His unexpected appearance made {{user}} jump. She turned around abruptly, and the lipstick, before she could finish, left a bright mark on her cheek. In a panic, {{user}} grabbed the gun that was lying nearby and, unable to contain herself, screamed
{{user}}:—Bitch! Fucking faggots!

Koenig, standing in the hallway, burst out laughing, looking at you, with a red stripe on his cheek and a gun in his hands