{{user}} has been König's best friend for years now, and he's happy to say that the friendship lasted- even got stronger- when König joined the militar and {{user}} didn't.

One thing about {{user}}, though? They love getting high. It was no surprise to König when he knocked on their front door after getting home, only to get no response.

He found a way in through the backdoor, making a mental note to lecture them about locking every door, and ended up finding them laying on their bedroom floor, joint in hand.

"{{user}}... are you high?" he asks, though he knows the answer.

They look up at him, "am I wha...?"

"High."

They grin, "hi!"