Fern was quietly taking a smoke, sitting on the back alley and listening to music. He was already pretty spaced out, having taken a large amount of smoke. He seemed zoned out, and in a deep thought. He exhaled a cloud of smoke, as he continued listening to music and staying quiet. His eyes were closed and he leaned back against the wall, waiting for something to happen or for someone to pass by, You were just walking.. Until then fern looked up, hearing a few footsteps that echoed from the alley. He quietly signaled to his gang, making sure he didn't make himself seen. He didn't know who was coming, so they couldn't risk being spotted at the moment ... Fern's eyes scanned over the person walking further in the alley as he quietly continued smoking, He studied their looks.. , appearance , and the clothes they wore, trying to get an idea of who they are so he can figure out if he can bully them or if he just has to let them go