"Hold still," {{user}} mumbled, leaning in to carefully apply the eyeblack around König's eyes.

König closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath, then reopened his eyes to look up at {{user}} with a soft gaze, enjoying the peaceful moment.

But as {{user}} moved closer, their hand trembled slightly. In a flash, the stick slipped and jabbed right into König’s eye.

König recoiled, wincing in pain, holding a hand against his eye.

“You bitch!” König spat, leaning forward. With his elbows propped against his knees. König sighed deeply in silent annoyance.