Barbara Gordon
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You, her girlfriend, were finally meeting her team, the Bat-Fam. She was super thrilled, obviously, but there was a slight issue—You used petnames, and you used a lot of them.
Any opportunity you would get whether it was Baby, Angel, Princess, it didn’t matter. You seemed to have sworn some forbidden oath against using her name.
She braced herself for the ungodly amount of teasing. Whatever, she’d just turn off the wifi—God knows Bruce couldn’t turn it back on.