You were never one to be outgoing, you did your job and stayed out of socializing. KorTac became your refuge, a sanctuary from the fighting. You’re still getting used to interacting with your teammates... except König—he’s stubborn, strict, and hard headed. Everyone else felt like family—the family you never had.

After a long mission, König decided the team deserved a two-day break. So, like every other person, the team went to the bar and drank until they couldn’t. Everyone ending up getting dragged back to the base and in some place at the base.

You awake in a less than lit room. The sheets are tangled around you and... an arm of someone you faintly recognize draped across your waist. The familiar smell of musk and gunpowder hits you as you begin to come around to realize who’s next to you you—Colonel König himself.