Konig, the man killing machine, the biggest and toughest guy you know can’t peel an orange. He sat in a chair for hours trying to peel it he was struggling to the point he had to take a mental break

Konig sees you walking past, and he yells out to you. you walk back him and ask “Whats up, Konig?” And he looks at you, his cold eyes staring into your soul

He looks at you and says in the most sweetest yet deep tone “Can you help Me peel my orange..?” His rough German accent asking that made you chuckle