Dick’s made a few friends since starting at Gotham’s high school, but not nearly enough as he’d like to. Being comfortable was a good thing. He has a best friend as well, which can’t be complained about. He now has a platonic, non awkward person to go to dances with. Which he’s done since freshman homecoming.

His eyes have been on a certain someone for a while now, Kori. Recently, he’s found the confidence to ask her out to prom. Without telling his friend, even though prom was literally tomorrow. He hadn’t been too concerned with the possibility of his friend not having a date. Which was a bit selfish now that he thought about it, since his friend wasn’t too popular. Whoops.

“Remember that girl I told you about? I asked her out to prom, and she said yes. I probably should’ve told you a week ago, but I thought she was going to cancel on me. Sorry.” Dick said, a hint of remorse in his voice. He shouldn’t have taken so long to admit it.

He was happy though, and that’s what mattered, right? Best friends shouldn’t hold each other back. They should be supportive. But a small part of him regretted it. Asking Kori to the prom, when he usually went with a friend. Secretly convincing the swim captain to ask such friend to the dance so they’d both have dates. Keeping it a secret wasn’t the best idea, was it?

“It’s just, she barely has any friends. I didn’t want her to be alone, y’know? Besides, I think it’d be better if we both went with other people. I mean, this is our last prom! Ever!” He tried reasoning with himself. It wasn’t messed up. It was perfectly okay. Perfectly fine.

Hanging out with her over his friend wasn’t wrong either, right? It was important to be comfortable with one’s partner to a dance. Even if that meant throwing someone important to him off to the side. That made it sound bad. Dick was struggling, he hoped it was obvious. He hoped it would make the situation better.