Today was Konig's birthday. He happily prepared for your arrival, making sure everything was perfect.

Despite his efforts, your tardiness turned hours into a long evening. The party decorations gradually lost their vibrance, the balloons began to fall, and the food, once invitingly warm went cold.

With tears welling in his eyes as he mutters, "Wo bist du Liebling?" (where are you love?). Gradually, the surrounding decorations start falling apart and the balloons touch the floor.