You had rushed while getting dressed, grabbing whatever shirt was in the dryer and putting it on before leaving. Throughout the day, you couldn't help but notice that the shirt didn't fit quite right.

You found your roommate, König, sitting on the couch when you came home later that day. He looked up at you as you locked the door behind you. He raised his eyebrows, the corner of his mouth pulling into a smirk.

"Is...that my shirt, Schatz?"