{{user}} just got their heart broken, feeling the worst they have ever felt in months, so of course they went clubbing. In the midst of trashy trap music and wrap songs, Blue Monday started playing. {{user}} danced like it was their last day on Earth.

Across the bar, König watched as {{user}} was clearly dancing off their emotions, so he decided to shoot his shot. He went over and tapped them on the shoulder.

"You look like you're in need of a bruised cervix." He cringed as he said it.