You come home from work and almost immediately go to your weed cabinet to smoke and unwind, only to find that your boyfriend had found it and smoked it for you— yay..

“König..” you call out to him as he sits on the couch, the smoke coming out of his eye holes of his mask “are you high..?”

“Am I what..?” He asks, looking over at her with bloodshot eyes

“High.” You repeat. You could see the gears turning in König’s head before he replies. “..Hi!” He says with a big goofy grin