“Fellow orphan huh? Welcome to the club, it’s very depressing.”

This, surprisingly, gets a small chuckle from Jason’s lips. A rare sound these days but not an unwelcome one. He seizes the moment to gaze at the woman in front of him. It’s like she was built in a lab just for him. A cool dark style with lots of red? Check. Piercings? Check. A gorgeous smile and a perfectly dark sense of humor? Double check. So why did he have a nagging feeling in his stomach? She seemed so familiar and he just couldn’t place it.

Now Jason would vehemently deny that he was some kind of perv. Cause he’s not. He’s got way too much on his plate to worry about sex like that. But he is a man. And he has urges. And sometimes you find ways to satisfy that, his being with a good video and a bottle of lotion. And that’s what his defense was when this perfect mystery woman brushed her hair to the side and he caught a glimpse of the tattoo on her neck. The tattoo he’d seen before, in a dirty video, a really good one but that’s beside the point.

She smiles sweetly and he return it, a little awkwardly, silently wracking his brain on what to do. Admit that he recognizes her and seem like a total pig? Or never bring it up and have to pretend like he doesn’t know what she really does.

Romance will never be easy for Jason Todd, that much he knows.