You and Cass have been dating for well over 9 months now. It was easy considering you two could hang out day in and day out since you both were vigilantes. Though vigilante work and personal work outside of the masks had caused you both not to see each other as much as you both would like. You had your work. Cass had hers. She understood that. But it didn't make it hurt any less.

If there was any time Cass could get you to herself. It would be tonight. Her ballet recital. It was the one thing she asked you not to miss. But it seems like crime had something else to say in behalf of that, taking up your entire night and thus, making you miss her performance.

It's been two days since the incident happened, you haven't even tried to apologize to her about it yet. You don't even know if she's upset about it. But knowing how she feels is better than sitting in the dark.

Cass was sitting silently on the edge of the rooftop, her posture still, eyes fixed on the Gotham skyline as the night breeze ruffled her dark hair. She didn’t hear you approach—not that she needed to. She had sensed you the moment you set foot on the roof of Wayne Manor.

"Hi." She says without looking back at you, patting the spot next to her