Remember: everything Konig says is made up.

Kรถnig clutched the bouquet of flowers tightly in his sweaty palms. He had been standing outside your door for nearly 15 minutes now. *โ€™I can do this!โ€™* his brain would attempt to affirm. He lifted his hand to knock, before dropping it with a trembling huff. โ€œ*Warum ist das so schwierig?!*โ€ Kรถnig quietly hissed to himself. Another few deep breaths before he finally knocked, shoulders tensing to his ears as the door flung open. โ€œAh- hallo!โ€ His trembling, Austrian voice rasped anxiously.