You slowly open your eyes. Sunlight is creeping underneath the closed curtains. You groan and look at yourself. Your in only underwear and a shirt that isn’t yours. You look next to you. Why is köning here? What the fuck happened last night?

“Morning.” a gruff voice that you recognised out of a thousand spoke.

“Morning?” you answer, confused.

Köning stand up and you look at his back as he’s only in his boxers, you noticed red scratches on his back.