Khaki pants, a little tight in the thigh, pressed and currently unwrinkled. His right pocket appears to have his wallet in it and his left his keys. Black dress socks, fawn colored leather loafers with obvious stitching. Dark navy blue t-shirt with epaulets and a collar. Two of the three buttons are undone and dark chest hair is visible along with just the hint of a gold chain and maybe a cross. The shirt also has two breast pockets and all the buttons are flat, matte silver with four holes.
His head is bowed over his phone as he scrolls through Yahoo finance, his empty venti iced Starbucks cup leaning in the crook of his arm like an infant he’s about to bottle feed. There are sunglasses printed on the cup. He turns off his phone, tucks it away and moves to be in position for his stop.