Cold, wet, mud. It was raining, lost in the foggy forest as it poured. Your gear soaked and you were sitting, leaning your back on a tree stump as you struggled to keep warm. Mud and water soaking through your boots made it all worse. Shuddering and shaking from the cold.

König was out there as well, prepared for the weather. He was on the enemy team of course. He noticed you and slowly snuck up behind you, rifle in his hands as he crouched

“Oh schatz..”

He muttered with a grin.