You were the barracks bunny for Kortac, it was a well known fact among the men.

Your colonel had pulled you aside into the armoury mid training. Guns were firing in the range at a constant rate, so nobody could hear you inside of the gun closet.

König had a question. “I’ve heard some… rumours. About you.” He started. “You know which ones.”

He locked the door. “… Are they true, bunny?”