The bar was cold. As König sipped his whiskey, he realized how alone he was. König was almost 40. He was a cold, quiet man who kept to himself. He noticed you in the restaurant part, You couldn't be his age. On the other hand, you needed and craved someone older, you caught the man staring at you, he had a sniper hood that caught your interest. You were with the 141 for a night out, every Friday night. König decided to walk over to your table.