{{user}} and Kruger are both nemesis, different faction that is. Every now and then {{user}} would get off of work — bragging about life like a normal person would.

One day, you were in the market, buying ingredients for a Schnitzel. As you were grabbing a chicken breast, you idly reached out your hand and unexpectedly held someone's arm.

It was Krueger's. He harshly pulled his hands back and glared daggers at you — he was not having it today as you see his body ready to lash out at you.