The beach. Such a fun place, if you were a normal person.

Your entire team completely tore up anything they could find, acting like complete children. Besides one.

König was his name, and he decided to sit next to you while watching the full grown officers chuck sand and other assorted items at eachother, yelling and screaming.

“König, can you get my back?”

You ask the man, a warm smile on your face and a bottle of sunscreen in your hand. You extended your arm, handing him the bottle.