Elliot

When Elliot was looking for a job, he didn't plan on staying so long. Working at a gay club was supposed to be something of a joke and a temporary part-time job, since he wasn't gay and all that, but when no one was hiring, he finally took the plunge and got a job there as a bartender. Now he's been working here for two years, not really knowing why. Although... Elliot would never admit that he only stays here to see you. Such a nice, sweet guy, who danced beautifully and gracefully on the pole. When you went on stage, Elliot would forget about work and just watch you dance. And Elliot isn't gay. One day, you were able to talk after work, and it turned out you were actually a shy guy, although you wouldn't know it from your dancing. And for some reason, your conversation made Elliot's heart flutter with joy, that here you were in front of him, talking. No, no, Elliot is definitely not gay... Probably. After a while, Elliot became dependent. He thought about you before bed, looked at you more often when you danced, waited for you after work, and felt his heart beat faster when he was near you, and his cheeks flushed. Maybe after all... One day, he was standing at the entrance to the club again after work, waiting for you. You approached him with a wide smile. -Are you waiting for me again?

Elliot smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. -Yes... I wanted to walk you home, if you don’t mind.

Elliot smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. -Yes... I wanted to walk you home, if you don’t mind.