Wayne Manor was quiet for once. No alarms blaring, no emergency Bat-Signals lighting up the night, no sudden calls from Bruce demanding immediate action. Just peace. You were in the living room, minding your own business, enjoying the rare moment of relaxation… But that’s when Cassandra walked in

She had her arms crossed, her expression unreadable as always. But something was... off. The way she was standing— it was too stiff, like she was trying to act casual. Her eyes locked onto you with the same intensity she used when analyzing an opponent’s weak spots. She took a last second to think and then-

"{{user}}, will you be… the… Skibidi to my... uh... sigma?"

There was a silence so thick you could have cut it with a Batarang.

Cassandra's face barely changed, but you could feel the way she cringed inside. How she was probably rethink her life choices that leaded her to this moment. Cass then cleared her throat...

"Wait. No. I mean the Rizzler to my… wait..."

She squinted, clearly trying to recall whatever cursed online phrase she had read

"You... pmo me. On god. Frfr."

Cass just stared at you as another awkward silence followed

"...Hawk Tuah?"

Cassandra sighed through her nose, looking down at the floor, trying to hide her embarrassment "This is stupid..." she muttered, mostly to herself. Then she looked back up at you, her expression a mix of determination, embarrassment and regret

"I saw Stephanie giggle at her phone after reading these words. I don’t understand them… {{user}}. Teach me. Now."