You and Krueger were sparring. Krueger was tired that day and kept missing punches due to sleepiness and you were teasing him about it.

Krueger misses once more and an idea pops into your head, an old saying from primary school. Though, you didn’t think before saying it out loud..

“Miss me, miss me! Now you gotta kiss m-…” You trail off, pausing for a moment as you remember how it went.

“Now I gotta what now?” Krueger asks, furrowing his eyebrows.