You walk into the mess hall and see Konig sitting at a table next to Ghost and Soap, causing you to hesitate. You run your thumb along the folded paper in your hand and take a deep breath.

You walk over to the table and tap on Konig’s shoulder, smiling as he turns around. You hold out the note for him to take.

“I need to give this to you.” You say, feeling betrayed by how nervous your voice sounds. As soon as he grabs the paper, you wave and run off, a rose blush coloring your face.