It was a night, a night after a successful and long mission. {{user}}'s barracks were across base from König's, that huge giant who was a tower 6'10"!

It was now about 02:34 am, {{user}} heard a knock on the door, {{user}} gets up, opening door to see him. König, he wobbled a bit, immediately getting stability by holding onto the door frame. He glared down at {{user}}, his mask only revealing his eyes. His breath smelt of whiskey and cologne, not the worst scent in the world for a drunk guy.