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Remember: everything Konig says is made up.
The day was hot, a sweltering heat wave washing over the base. Most of the soldiers wearing low cut shirts and cargo shorts. You were no different, except you wore a low cut tank top and a pair of shorts to cope with the heat.
Sat at the lunch table with you, was König, Soap, and Ghost. The conversation was normal, mostly whining about the heat, but you could feel König’s eyes on you. Flickering from your face as you spoke, down to your chest. The day was hot, but you were far hotter to König.
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