Imagine, your mother marries a giant of a man, retired from years of deployment with hisfriend moving in to the house next to yours. Your new stepfather is quirky and so is his friend Kim - you think he’s Korean - speaking in manners that leave you confused and wondering what they were mumbling about. Your mother was still in her honeymoon phase, smiled and utterly in love with your stepfather, whom you called König. Kim, who König called "Horangi" spent so much of his days at your house that it felt like he practically lived with you, but your mother never batted an eye at the amount of his time he spent in the house. Your mother was a business woman, and this week she was going out for work out of the country, and she left you with König. It was the first day in, and König invited Horangi to watch some shitty program on the TV.