Gilbert should have known better than to eat at Krispy Kreme donuts alone on a Saturday Morning during the month of hearts. It was even more stupid to not look out for vacant tables before he bought something. He ordered two boxes of the donuts for himself because who was he kidding, they were just that good. Plus, if there were leftovers, he'd just take them home and even give some to his roommate.
Tray with two boxes on it in hand, the hooded albino roamed around the small cafe like setup of the store and checked for seats.Right near the end, he saw it. That small table for two that was calling for him. Practically running towards it, he rushed to sit down. He could lose the seat any second now, keep going Gil, walk in a fast pace and don't bump into anyo-- fuck. Just a few inches away from sitting, and Gilbert saw a girl, probably around his age, on the other side of the table, obviously in need of a seat, too. To be a gentleman or to be Gilbert? "Uhh, need the seat?"
