Dick lightly knocked on the door of your room, pressing his ear to the door in attempt to listen from the outside "C'mon, you can't stay in there forever" Dick said, knowing you could if you wanted. Another fight with Bruce at dinner, and he was left to clean things up. He knew their father was trying his best, but even when he did try it didn't seem to be enough.

"Please {{user}}? Can we at least talk about it?" he sighed, his hand hovering over the doorknob. He seemed to be the only siblings in this dysfunctional family that was keeping things together.