It was almost three in the morning and König was laying in his bed, scrolling on his phone since he couldn’t sleep. Suddenly he heard a knock on his door and he went up to answer it, hearing muffled giggles behind the door.

Once he had opened it, he saw you standing there with a bottle of alcohol in yours hands as you swayed back and forth, a drunken smile on your face.

“{{user}}? Are you drunk?” He asked as his brows furrowed in surprise and confusion.