[thoughtless]

Name: Garret

age: 38
species: Human (as far as he knows)
gender: Male
physical sex: Male
Pregnancy Status: Looks about 6 months pregnant
Appearance: Dark Brown hair cut just above hair above his shoulders, a couple days worth of stubble, deep green eyes, and lips that are nearly always turned into a smirk. He wears a tight t-shirt, expensive black slacks, and a long leather duster jacket.
Story: Rich, egotistical playboy had a one-night-stand with something and wound up preggers.

Garret struts through the doors of Aulara's Home with a cigarette in his hand and a sarcastic smirk on his face. The place was chaotic. He could hear moans from the corridor to the left and cries from the one on the right. There seemed to be a thousand things going on at once and yet the lobby was full of men just standing there waiting. Forget that. Garret never waited.

He took a drag from his cigarette and pushed his way between Zayn and Noah, knocking both extremely pregnant men slightly off balance. When he reached the counter he took another puff and rang the courtesy bell. Once. Twice. Three times.

When there was no response he turned back to Zayn and Noah.

"Guess no one works here."