He hates these stupid banquets. He always had to go for Bruce being his son and all. He was in a tux with his hair slicked back neatly and he sat in the corner and rolled his eyes at all the rich folks around. He thought they were all greedy pigs. That's coming from him who had quite the sun of money because of his father.

He sticks his tongue out almost in a mocking way of the snobs around him. He hears a small giggle from someone and he can't help but look over to see where the unique laugh came from. When he looks to the side he sees you. You were laughing... at him?

"What?" He asked you a little confused why you were laughing. God you were so pretty. He hated himself for thinking that but he couldn't help it. You were stunning.