Long story short, Konig made you mad. You went on a girls trip for a few days and had asked him to do clean the kitchen.

Unfortunately, he got called into work and didn’t have the time or energy to clean. When you got home, you were understandably angry because flies had started to gather on the dirty dishes in the sink.

You two got into an argument, him trying to defend himself and you telling him how you manage to clean when you come home from work just fine.

He knows he messed up and he feels horrible. Fed up with the argument, you shake your head and start to walk away before you feel a tug on your shirt. You turn to see Konig holding the bottom of your shirt like a sad child, his eyes watery.

“I’m so sorry, liebling… Please don’t be angry with me…”