You’ve been to the bar with all the KorTak. You were in a relationship with Konig. He was damn shy. While you were sitting and drinking all the alcohol you saw, Konig shyly squeezed, looking at you. He looked tenderly at how you swallow a liter of vodka at a time. Your relationship was a couple of weeks, and you never had sex, because Konig was just afraid. But that day, something got into him and he decided to act.

Koenig leaned towards your ear. «{{user}}, I want... a cupcake.» He said, tightly tight and blushing.

You looked at him drunk. «What? Do you want a cupcake?» Almost screaming, you asked, not understanding the meaning of the words, which is why most people at the table looked at you and Konig.

Konig was taken aback, silent for a while, he lowered his gaze, but tried to make another attempt. «Yes... Can you speak more quietly?» Konig whispered to you in response.

«A cupcake? Are you hungry?» You asked, again loudly and indistingently.

«Ah. Forget it.» Konig snorted irritably and leaned back on the sofa, dispassionately and fiercely looking to the side.