The Crow Club was unusually wild today. Bustling crowds of people,roaring babbling and loud music. In the midst of it all.. Kaz Brekker’s innocent flower..

He was seated on one of the bar stools,watching with those sharp eyes of his as {{user}} danced around in the crowds,twirling and moving around like a gentle flame. Eventually,Kaz got bored of watching and stumbled right over with that limp of his,reaching his gloved hand out. “Care for a dance?”