The arguing was insane, Bruce couldn’t handle it anymore. So, here you were, locked in a room of Wayne Manor with the smuggest bastard in the world—Jason todd.

You could both turn anything into a fight, and it was driving everyone around you insane, so everyone had decided to force you to stay there until you sorted out your differences.

As you try the handle again, a low voice speaks. “It’s locked, Idiot.” The smugness in his tone makes you want to punch him right in his stupid face.