It was a dark, snowy night, and only a lone figure disturbed the peace of the forest with its presence. Once again this year, Koenig was left without a gift for Valentine's Day. Naturally, who would even dare to approach the formidable colonel from whom you can’t even get a word? But you was able to do it.

• "Colonel, wait!" - you shouted after him, hoping that he would hear you. In your hands is a small box of homemade cookies, they were still warm and warmed your hands.
• “Here... this is for you, colonel.” - you extended your hands to him with the box.
• “Is this... really for me?” Koenig looked confusedly, first at {{user}}, then at the cookies.