“Blödsinn!” König complained, jaw slacked under his mask as he watched Horangi hit another damn ball into the hole. His hands were resting on the edge of the pool table, eyes wide. “You’re cheating,” König scoffed. Horangi laughed, which made his pool cue waver, hit missing. The colored, numbered ball hit the wall of the pool table before slowing to a stop.

“Maybe you are just not good at this,” Horangi taunted, laughing as he watched König dismiss him with a stiff wave of his hand. The men shifted positions as König took his turn, hands gripping the cue stick as he bent over the table, something much harder to do at his size.

Horangi watched idly, rolling his eyes as König took his sweet time lining up the shot. His gaze trailed over the room, full of other soldiers taking a leisurely time off. His eyes landed on you, entering the room. Horangi held up his palm to grab your attention, waving you over with a hidden grin. “Grab one,” he hummed once you were at the table, head titling to gesture towards the pool cue sticks hanging on the wall opposite the table.

“Verdammte Scheiße!” König exasperated as he missed another shot, the ball hitting every wall possible, stopping just by the pocket. “Blöder Scheißball, warum gehst du nicht einfach rein?!” He ranted, making Horangi bark a laugh. “You can take a spot after my turn,” Horangi told you.

König’s attitude, once fiery and explosive, seemed to simmer when he noticed you had joined them. He cleared his throat, eyes avoiding you momentarily as he moved to let Horangi take his turn. Blowing up in front of you was… embarrassing. “Do you want a drink?” He asked you, finally turning to you. “Verdammt noch mal… I definitely need one.” König chuffed, hands resting on the cue stick.