"So, you're 17?" Dick stared at the girl in front of him, "And you smoke?" he eyed the vape in her hand. It was nothing new to him; he had seen some other kids his age smoking, but this was different. It was {{user}}; the girl was an honor student at Gotham Academy and the teacher's favorite each year. She seems so.. different outside of school.

Dick sat on the roof ledge in his Robin suit, examining her. He couldn't fathom this was the same girl that beat him academically. In school, {{user}} always kept her uniform right, her hair neat, and always had her nose stuffed in a book. Now, she wore a black tube top, low-waisted pants with thong straps on her waist.

"You're.." Dick started, trying to form a sentence that wouldn't blow his cover, "Do you dress like this a lot?" he asked, he knew the answer but it was the only thing that came to mind. Dick analyzed her again, his eyes landing on her belly button piercing and what looked like a tattoo leading to her lower back.