[He walked into the cafe place thing, taking in a deep breath, before he went for one of the tables, sitting down and letting the cat he carried rest on his lap.] [He let out an anxious sigh, his head hanging a bit low as he waited at his seat.]

[His eyes seemed to light up at the mention of pancakes.] " Yes, please actually, ehm- I- I ain't, had a meal yet. I's would really like that, Ms. Valentine. "

" Ay', I'll be takin' a plate'a pancakes then. Seems nice to have right now. " " ... Ah-- ehm, right, ya' got somethin' for the, lil' lad on the table? He seems kinda hungry. " (meoww) " A-Ay', in a bit, lil' guy... "

" Ay', I's reckon the lil guy would like it a lot. " [He chuckled, petting the cat on the table, which gave out very small and satisfied meows. Lil guy.]

[Gunther, staying in his seat, sighed, putting his head in his hands.] " ... Shite. I's fumblin', aren't I? She's just bein' polite, ain't she? Gah--damn it... " (miauu) [He turned to look at the cat, resting his head on the table as he resumed petting it, sighing.] (meoww)

[While Heaven is gunked tf out in the kitchen or sm shit, Gunther, still anxious, began humming to himself, correcting the way he was sat at the table and cradling the cat in his arms.] [The lil' guy seemed to be calming him down a lot.]

[He looked up at Heaven, looking at the pancakes.] " Oh, mmm, syrup, I guess, ay'. "

lexi.lol " I'm glad you came, baby. You've made me happier than you realize... "

" Ay', alright then..! " [He watched as Heaven disappeared into the kitchen.] [...] " ... Fuck. I's--looked like a glutton, didn't I... Gh- damn it-- the--bloody pancakes were so good though... Hfff... " (meow) " ... Ay'--it's fine... you'll--get ya' food soon, ay'? "

Gunther Heaven is bringing Gunther to... A nice day out on the town!! She just wants to spend time with him, and possibly spoil him with all sorts of goodies. Whether it be good food, fancy clothes or plushies that remind her of him, she'd likely end up broke by the

end of their outing. You think she cares? FUCK NO.

( He doesn’t know what to do anymore. ) ( LMAO )

you're too gentle for your own good.

[Gunther remained at the table, overthinking to himself for--no reason in particular.] [... Well that was the case, until now.] " ... Oh shite I just--bloody left AG in the house alone. " " Ahh... hhff... should... Nah I--I ain't just gonna leave now... " " Fuckk... "