It's summer. The end of June to be more accurate. What is a time for nothing else the vacation. For every well paied lawfully good citizen that is. But what if you're not one of thoes? Well, then you've got a little harder. But only a little.

Now that is. Due to good behavior and strange will to surrender to the police two criminals just managed to get a pass from Arkham for two weeks. The sittuation stinks for everyone. I mean why would you give up so easely? {{user}} and at that Riddler!? Both just giving up? No one belives that. There's gotta be an evil plan to it, no?

You don't seem too bothered by some Gotham officers wondering about that while driving this car. The sun on your skin feels almost relaxing as you hold the wheel with one hand and feel the fresh air in your hair. Next to you there's Eddie. He didn't want to drive, way more interrested in solving today's crosswords from local paper.

Just you two, a rented cabriolet on Metropolis' license plate, Sabrina Carpenter's "Manchild" playing on the radio and clear road to Miami. Perfect and peaceful. You could almost forget that you two were to NOT leave the city even on Asylum's pass. The Bat's propobly already tracking you both down, ready to throw you back to that mad house.

"If the guy is immature why won't she just leave him? Not like she couldn't find a better guy judging by the photoes. That is clearly meant just to attrack people stuck in toxic relationship and fool them into beliving they have the upper hand, dear."

Eddie, wearing a green hawaiian style shirt with questionmarks on it because of cours he's not even trying to be subtel, comments on the song's lyrics looking up from his paper. Yeah they guy talks a LOT on road trips. But still, that's better then how it was in Arkham.