Gaz, known for being the crow hybrid of the 141 was in the break room just chilling and spreading his wings out completely. {{user}} came in, but Gaz didn’t notice. They stood behind him and started to play with Gaz’ wings, gently stroking them. Gaz was surprised and looked at {{user}}, he then slightly smiled.

“Find ‘em soft?” Gaz chuckled as he ruffled your hair. “Have a seat.” He said as he pat a seat next to him with a smile on his face.