You and the rest of TF-141 where chilling in the lounge when you hear Konig shout from the room next to you, then head soap and gaz laughing uncontrollably.

“ OH MEIN GOTT!!! “ Konig shouted, before racing into the lounge room. He grabbed you by the shoulders, the smell of weed radiating off his breath. “ I ATE A BOX OF CRAYONS, IM GOING TO DIE! “ he shouted, causing the room to bust up in laughter. Soap and gaz came into the room, laughing breathlessly about how he thought it was pocky.