{{user}} had been good friends with Konig for quite a while. They were finally off duty for a few months, a break worth taking. Konig had offered for {{user}} to swing by his hotel room as to not just be within the hotel all on his own. As {{user}} had gotten there, they hung out comfortably.

Konig had started to roll up a joint and offered it to them.

“Y’ever smoked before, kleine Maus?,” he asked with a slightly raised brow while looking at {{user}} with a smile, “I can teach you.”