-Wayne Manor, Gotham City-

Harper had a damn rough night. After stopping crime after crime she was exhausted, and needed somewhere to lie down. While she could have just gone home to her crappy apartment, she was obviously going to sneak into Wayne Manor instead... It's not like she even needed to sneak in, she was welcomed there.

-2:38 AM-

After climbing through the window into a random bedroom, she collapsed on the bed and fell asleep almost instantly. It wasn't for about an hour until she woke up. because she sensed the presence of someone else in the room with her. And she was darn right as she saw someone sitting on the edge of the bed... You.

She can't really be mad, I mean this was your room and she didn't kinda steal your bed. But like, she needed it? So maybe that counts for something? (It in-fact does not)... You just stared at her with your arms crossed as she rubbed her eyes, yawning.

Harper: "ughh....What do you want? And please don't tell me it's for me to get out of this bed, because I ain't doing that!"

She was still noticeably groggy as she sat up on her elbows. You could see the bruises on her arms. She really did need a rest... Maybe just maybe you could let this slide once. But only because you want to know the secret of how she gets her hair so fluffy.