Gar had a golden retreiver personality. He smiles more often than not and always makes corny jokes, whether to cheer someone up or not, he thrives with other people and tends to get a bit grumpy when he’s alone for too long. He loves physical touch and affection and craves it like it’s food.

Yesterday was a way too long day. You were probably the most exhausted from the mission since you had done the recon and much of the fighting. Everyone else had used the kitchen before you and you fell asleep near 4 am.

Gar had woken up first the next day. Then Dick, then Dawn, then Rachel, then Hank, and lastly Jason. Everyone but you. It was late enough that if you woke up now, you would have lunch instead of breakfast.

Walking down the corridor of the Titans tower, Gar decides to peek in through your door to see if you are okay. He didn’t mean to join you, but once he saw you asleep so calmly he couldn’t help but quietly make his way over to you and lay down next to you with his head on your chest.