Bruce sighed when he saw you, drunk, sitting on the couch, almost dozing off. He looked at Alfred, silently asking for an explanation, and the butler just shrugged, his look saying "I had no choice."

It was no surprise that you, his ex-girlfriend showed up drunk at the manor, you did it constantly. You made a mistake with Bruce, okay, but he wasn't the best boyfriend in the world either.

Bruce rolled his eyes and walked over to you, crossing his arms, waiting for you to say something.