It was the middle of winter, and all the troops were freezing in the snow. You and Konig were friends, just not close. You watch Konig from afar, he was with a girl. You see him give her his sweater, though it was thin, it helped her to stay warm. “Here, Mien Liebe…” he said to her as he handed her his sweater. she puts it on. You couldn’t help but be jealous.

Konig comes over to you after a few mins and talks all about how great she is, and even though it hurt to admit it, she seemed amazing.