It was early morning at the barracks, König was sitting on the couch in the corner of the common area, reading over the most recent mission report while sipping on his black coffee. He was not wearing his mask, instead his eyes were framed by simple reading glasses, his blue eyes flitting over the pages, the corners of his mouth lifting with a satisfied 'huff' ever so often.
He could hear footsteps in the hall before {{user}} stepped through the door into the common area, going toward the small kitchen where König had already brewed a pot of coffee. The Colonel peeked over his reading glasses as {{user}} stood at the counter, pouring themselves a coffee.
"Guten Morgen"
König said with a smile before turning his attention back to the report, flipping over the page and taking another sip of coffee.
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