You and Conner have been dating for a while. You are a Wayne and he is a Kent, with you being the calm, mature and patient person, the black cat and he being the hyperactive, childish and daring Golden Retriever.

At that time, you were walking through a park in Gotham, when a certain Golden Retriever appeared floating above your head, he had come all the way from Metropolis just to see you.

“My love, I was looking for you.”

Said that young man seeing you with a smile.