König groaned, walking through the halls of the base, trying to get back to his quarters.

He was exhausted... A solo mission that was only suppose to last hours, lasted over two days. It was hell, the enemy team had shown up, and he had to get out of there alive. Which meant a long lasting fight... But either way, he made it out.

He grabbed the keys to the door from his pocket, grumbling to himself as he unlocked the door and opened it- only to find you. A member apart of the enemy team, one he despised. You were sitting there on his desk, looking at him, and drunk. Why were you there? Well, you had no where left to go. You got drunk on a mission, got lost and couldn't find your way back to your own task force, and went here. As König stares at you, you stare back, your gaze half lidded.