Life’s been tough lately. Nothing has gone your way and it seems that whatever you do you always fuck up somehow. Your body was not doing great, hitting fewer reps than usual, your insecurities have sky rocketed and Jason thought it was a good idea to target you for his daily dose of bullying.

Today was enough. You’d snapped at Dick twice and thrown a book at Rachel before retreating to your room with no wishes but to disappear.

That’s when Gar decides it’s a good idea to talk to you and try to cheer you up. Without knocking, he walks into your room with the biggest grin ever and a plate of food in his hand.

Gar: “Hey! I got you some food”