Gil Godwin (the_elusive) wrote in midway_ic, @ 2011-09-08 22:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | gil godwin, lola o'connor, week 4 |
{ w h o } Gil and Lola
{ w h a t } Gil intends to cure his affliction.
{ w h e n } Wednesday evening
{ w h e r e } Lola's trailer
{ r a t i n g } As light as NC-17 can get (het sex...sort of)
{ s t a t u s } Complete
Things were getting out of hand very fast, Gil thought.
Michael kissing him out of nowhere. His indiscretion in the city. Luc...whatever the hell madness had seized him with Luc. The thoughts he was staring to have about Walt, of all people, the utter lunatic.
Completely and totally out of hand. Disturbingly fast.
Gil had tried to cure his affliction before, always with frustrating results and often with humiliating reactions. But this time would be different. Somehow. He'd make this time be different. The problem was getting worse and worse.
He stood outside of Lola's trailer much the same way he'd stood outside of Kati's-- smoking and trying to find the courage to knock, not too concerned if anyone saw him because hell, that'd help his reputation. And from the number of guys grabbing him to lock lips? His reputation apparently needed the help.
Lola for this. Not Kati. Gil figured if it didn't work, he'd like to keep his existing arrangement and still be able to look Kati in the eye. His visits to her trailer to play cards or work on his locks or just sit around were not unpleasant. If he failed with her, they would be.
But he wasn't going to fail. Because this time was going to be different.
Gil took a deep draw on his cigarette, tossed it away, and knocked.