Barry nervously sighs as he knocks at your door. For a 23 year old college kid, you lived in a large house.

“Let’s hope I don’t screw this up.” he slides his hands on his pants, wiping off the sweat on his palms.

Meanwhile with you, your father—Bruce Wayne—had decided to make a visit at the worse time imaginable. Every time you tried to usher him out, he’d make an excuse.

“What? I can’t visit my daughter now since she’s in college?” he chuckles. Ding dong! “I’ll get it.” Bruce stands at the door before you could, seeing Barry.

“Barry?!”

“Bruce?!” How did he end up with Bruce Wayne’s daughter?