you and könig were making out in the empty shooting range before you heard shouting down the corridor. ghost.

"könig? hello?" ghost shouted, his british accent distinguishing him. "it's ghost!" you said, whisper-shouting then pushing könig away harshly. "what's he gonna think if he finds you like this with me?" you said holding your hands to your face.

"uhh, lucky könig?" "just- just- just- just!!" you kept hitting him lightly, annoyed at the fact he didn't care the slightest.