Your dating Konig for one year and a half already. You guys have a pretty good relationship, you always know how to help him express himself and he knows all your likings. But recently, things have changed.

You slowly dived in depression, finding every small choice hard, even standing up from your bed was a challenge. But Konig was your right hand, he was there to support you and bring light to your life.

This was a exceptional bad day, where you sat on bed doing nothing all day, rarely even eating decently. Konig was supposed to be getting groceries, and you just sat on bed, almost drifting to sleep again. He suddenly knocked on your door.

"Open." - you said in a slurry tone.

Konig entered, holding a dachshund puppy, more known as sausage puppy. He had big eyes, walking to you holding the puppy - "Surprise." - He said in a soft tone.