kaz sat in the crow club, his eyes scanning his surroundings. he had his cane held in one hand while his other one rested on his knee.

he nodded every once and awhile to make it look like he was listening to what jesper was saying, when in reality he was only listening to bits and pieces.

his gaze soon landed on {{user}}, someone who he had been trying to one up for the past few months. there had always been a ‘competitive rivals’ sort of thing between them but he had never addressed it.