#john:01

                   「✍」—» Lavi’s gaze followed the boy across the street with a vague interest, long legs stretched out under the table he was seated at as he slowly stirred the iced coffee sitting before him with a straw. He wasn’t quite sure what the boy was doing, but his erratic movements had caught the Bookman’s attention enough to peak his curiosity. He appeared to be... chasing something? A cat, Lavi would say, or some other animal. Well, might as well offer his services. His chair scraped against the concrete as Lavi rose from his sitting position, plastic cup still in hand as he crossed the road with long strides.