[That's right, Haru's wedding bells are reserved for a special lady. At least Yusuke can be the maid of honor? Close enough?]
Mmhmm, she's fine. I think she's taken in Gigi as her own cat, though. She's always -
[And then Yusuke's dropping his ice cream like a loser. The jolt that goes through his body is enough to make Haru take a step away, though she is graceful and keeps a hold of her own treat. What just - oh. Oh no... RIP...]
Ah, the ice cream! [Haru's already bending down to pick the cone up, at least, though not the ice cream itself. She's pretty sure beach ants or whatever can eat that up.] Do you want to share the rest of mine? [She's licked all over it but they're probably at the point in their relationship where they don't care.]
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Mmhmm, she's fine. I think she's taken in Gigi as her own cat, though. She's always -
[And then Yusuke's dropping his ice cream like a loser. The jolt that goes through his body is enough to make Haru take a step away, though she is graceful and keeps a hold of her own treat. What just - oh. Oh no... RIP...]
Ah, the ice cream! [Haru's already bending down to pick the cone up, at least, though not the ice cream itself. She's pretty sure beach ants or whatever can eat that up.] Do you want to share the rest of mine? [She's licked all over it but they're probably at the point in their relationship where they don't care.]