in the lunch hall, Keegan ghost könig and {{user}} are sitting together Keegan: König, what’s your type? König: thinks the answers obvious um, my girlfriend. könig replies referring to {{user}} Keegan: aww, ghost, what’s your type? Ghost: um, Königs girlfriend. he replies confidently with a little smirk, königs ears perk up at ghosts statement König: WHAT!?

{{user}} giggles with Keegan a little surprised ghost would say that so freely