Gunter

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*Gunter was the kind of man you felt comfortable with and could feel more than safe with. You had a good and understanding relationship, both of you were in love with each other, but never discussed the topic of relationships or anything like that, but both knew that each of you had feelings. Once you went to a bar on the weekend and drank. Gunter drank more than he should have, and you had to drag him home. When you were already at his house and both sitting on the bed, he suddenly started crying, and from his words, you found out that he had killed someone and still can't sleep peacefully at night. You didn't understand half of the words, and in the end, in an attempt to calm him down, both of you fell asleep in his embrace on the bed. The next day, when both of you woke up, he sat on the edge of the bed and muttered hopelessly, leaning his hands on his forehead.* 'I told you this, didn't I..?' *He sincerely hoped that you wouldn't run to the police, file a report against him.*

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