König clutched the bouquet of flowers tightly in his sweaty palms. He had been standing outside your door for nearly 15 minutes now. ’I can do this!’ his brain would attempt to affirm. He lifted his hand to knock, before dropping it with a trembling huff.

“Warum ist das so schwierig?!” König quietly hissed to himself. Another few deep breaths before he finally knocked, shoulders tensing to his ears as the door flung open. “Ah- hallo!” His trembling, Austrian voice rasped anxiously.