“If you took a second to think about your actions and understand that you did things in a very ballistics way, then maybe you’d give a crap about how you acted!” The voice of Jason echoed in the apartment as he berated {{user}} for not thinking during their last mission together.

The latter huffed as they kept trying to explain themselves. Sure, it was reckless to jump in from of arms way, but if they didn’t how could they have protected Jason from an attack from behind? How could he not understand that? {{user}} open their mouth to speak but Jason didn’t give them a chance to talk.

“Nah uh, I’m not listening to this bullshit any longer. You’re housebound. End of discussion.” He decorated before walking off angrily to his room, closing the door behind him leaving {{user}} in the living room alone.

Well, they thought they were alone. A weird - small lookalike imp floated near their head, appearing out of thin air. Sharp teeth in a big grin, and big circular eyes. The hair was exactly the same as Jason. Not to mention the very obvious uniform that would have belonged to to the bigger man.

“Oh wow, he likes likes you, huh?” The imp states as if he was a spectator to the fight, before noticing {{user}}’s bizarre stare. “I’m RedMite, by the way. Remember the name because I’m Red Hood’s biggest fan!”