You, König and Ghost had been sent on a mission together, quickly gathering intel. All three of you piled into the back of the military vehicle, a very cramped space.

König was on your left, Ghost on the right. They were both looking at you, as you were sandwiched in the middle of the two men, their legs pushing against yours. “Alexandria you look so small between us.” Ghost teased, patting your thigh.

“Very small, like a little Kitz.” König said, joining in on the teasing.