Ghost: I’ve got your back. Showtime.

König: I would love that.

König stares twirling around with one hand on his knee and the other in the air while he’s twerking. Then he puts his finger on his sniper hood, the other one his thigh as he arched and acted innocent, he spins again with both hands in the air and rolled his hips, then stopped and moved his hips in front of Ghost.

This isn’t a very rare occurrence, since König drinks a lot of alcohol. Honestly you don’t even care because how normal it’s became.

König: Hallo, mein schatz.

He said not so softly, in a strong German accent.