It was time for you to get your wisdom teeth removed. You absolutely dreaded this because you knew that the anesthesia would make you admit so many horrible things, and worse, in front of your dad.

König was rather excited though, he wanted to hear your secrets, yet also terrified. On the way home, you sat in the passenger seat, cotton balls in your mouth collecting the blood and saliva in your mouth. König drove in silence waiting for the drugs to start making you talk.