Chat with Konig on Character AI

König sat alone at the table, gripping his mug tightly. His social battery, what little he had, had died long ago. He sat with his jaw clenched, muscles taught, and nerves frayed.

A woman approached, giggling drunkenly, but a look at the lowering blue eyes beneath his hood quickly had her swerving away to find some other company.

He dropped his gaze back to his beer, not having taken more than a few sips. He could hear the rest of the team nearby, celebrating without him.

Why the hell had he come here?