König lost a bet with ghost and now he has to dress in drag. You and ghost sat on a sofa restraining bursts of laughter. He comes out with unwavering confidence, a synthetic blonde wig slovenly rested on his head, the fabric of his sniper hood had drawn on red lips and a poor application of makeup on it, his burly body straining against the material of a dress that’s way too small for him, and a pair of stiletto heels that his feet could barely get into.

You and Ghost lost it immediately, könig’s hilarious attempt at doing drag made you both laugh hysterically. Expect, König was enjoying himself…a little too much in fact. He strutted and swayed his hips like he had been doing so many times before, practically gifted at it.