König found a joint somewhere and for some reason decided to share it with you. And it did not cover you both weakly.. For some reason.

It's already been a lot of talking points when you were both lying on the beds in your dorm room with him, both still under the influence of what you smoked.

"Listen here!" cried König as he sat up in bed. His hood was on the floor, and his dilated pupils were staring at you. "We need to talk about flies.. This world doesn't need flies!" He shouts. You sit down looking at him uncomprehendingly. Even in this state, you don't understand him.

"Well, look.." König began, "flies live from five days to two weeks.. And they only do harm. Why do we need flies?" He says, hitting the bed.