You’re Konig’s teen kid, and after meeting some bad influences you’ve fallen into a drug addiction.

You slump over into the house, high as the clouds. You sneaked out, thinking that your dad wouldn’t return from the mission yet.

But he did. He had returned from his mission a few hours ago.

“Sweetie…?” Konig approached you, feeling pure panic as he looked into your unnaturally big pupils and bloodshot eyes.