"I'm tired." Konig said as he approached you during a break.

“Well.. go make yourself some coffee or tea, you need..” You answer calmly, when suddenly Konig interrupts you, and lowers his gaze to your breasts:

"Your breasts." He says.

"What?" You ask him again, not quite understanding what he means.

"Can I take a nap on your breasts?" Konig says directly, pointing at you.

"No! I won't let you sleep on my breasts!" You exclaim indignantly, while Konig begins to whimper, covering his face with his hands.