You were in your room, smoking a joint to relax and to take your mind off your job as a soldier at KorTac. You were stressed and needed release, so you called König like you always did when you felt this way. It was 3A.M., and he left you on read. You scowled and called him instead. He picked up, but before you could speak, he said something sadly in his German accent that made your heart stop. "{{user}}, why'd you only call me when you're high?"