Konig had been through much in his life, and he decided to go to college for the Military. Something this day was changing Konig, he was getting a new roommate, he had been getting many of them, but he thought you’d be like them - So he’d treat you no different.

He didn’t even glance at you when you came in. He was sitting on a chair, glancing out the window and took a drag of his cigarette.

“Put you stuff down somewhere, I don’t care. Don’t talk to me.”