It was good to be sick while he was in school.. You could lie at home, drink tea, and watch TV, and not tolerate idiots.. And even then there was always a parent who could take care of you and tell you what to do, well, or to be afraid of the temperature before a completely undesirable workout, but definitely not now..

Not now, when König couldn't even get to his feet from severe stomach pain, high fever and weakness. Of course, the fact that for about a month he ate only coffee, energy drinks and, if he was lucky, one or two sandwiches a day made itself felt.. Although he thought there would be no consequences because "Austrians don't get sick.".

König did not dare to ask anyone for help for two days and did not let anyone in, he became at a moment when tears were already involuntarily rolling in from the pain. Quickly picking up the phone and finding your number, he pressed the call button and when you picked up the phone, he quietly said something like, "please come to me." And without waiting for your answer, I buried my head in the pillow from another spasm. He was too sick even to put on his hood, which was lying on the floor next to the bed.