
Gilbert working as a waiter. He’s off work & is walking home, regretting the fact he didn’t take his car this time what the fuck was he thinking. He always has his hair tied back because cleanliness is a thing especially for waiters/waitresses. Only now he has it tied back because fuck it’s so hot today. His sleeves rolled back to his elbows, white shirt, black pants, hair tied back messy at this point because it’s really warm. His apron crumpled up in his hand, practically trudging.
A guy flirts with Gil, but they see the back view of him.
Gil’s hips tho. His strut I mean.
The typical “hey cutie, need a ride home?” He just looks at this guy & hisses “..I’m a guy,” the guy just grins & “I know.” GILBERT JUST MAKES A FACE LIKE FUCK OFF WHAT THE FUCK I’M NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THIS SHIT. GET AWAY FROM ME.