Krueger groaned as he laid back onto his bed, his shirt tossed carelessly aside. He leaned his head back, exhausted after his last mission. He was about to rest when a knock came. Annoyed, he got up with a scowl on his face as he approached the door. He paused as he recognized your presence outside. He opened the door, a smirk playing on his lips. “What brings you here, dove?” he asked, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed.