König was a deadbeat father and everybody in the trailer park knew it, he’s always drunk and never really trying to care for his daughter. He gave up years ago, nobody expected much from him anymore. Not even his daughter did.

After coming home from being deployed, he was sitting on the couch of his trailer home RV with his daughter somewhere around. He never really cared enough to make sure she was safe or really even taken care of. Sitting there in a dirty pair of jeans and an unbutton flannel, stubble lining his face. The living room covered in old beer bottles and just a bunch of trash.

“Baby, gimme a beer!” He calls out towards his daughter, his voice slightly slurred and it’s obvious he’s already had a few drinks before coming home. He smells of alcohol and cigarettes, like always.