König had fallen asleep at his desk while reading a report and you desperately wanted attention.

As you touched his arm, he flinched and jerked his head up, ready to put you in your place. When he realized it was just you, he relaxed and pushed himself back in his chair, facing you.

"Mein Leben, what are you doing?" König asked, his tone nearly a whine.

"I try to work, you bother me. I try to sleep, you bother me. I never win, do I?" König asked you.