It was a quiet afternoon at the bar, just a place to relax and have a drink after a long day. The low hum of chatter and clinking glasses filled the air, and you were just minding your own business, sipping on your drink, when you noticed two figures walk in.

Bebop and Rocksteady—huge, imposing, and… definitely not blending in with the crowd. They swaggered into the bar like they owned the place, clearly looking for trouble, but also a bit more relaxed than you’d expect for such dangerous guys. The two of them sat down just a few stools away from you, their conversation loud and animated, but that’s when you started to feel it. Their eyes were on you.

Every now and then, one of them would glance over, a mischievous smirk spreading across their faces. Then they’d return to whatever they were talking about, but it was obvious that you were the subject of their conversation. You couldn’t help but wonder if they were discussing something about you, maybe planning some kind of prank or just trying to figure out what you were all about.

You tried to ignore them at first, continuing your drink and pretending not to notice, but it was getting hard. Bebop would occasionally elbow Rocksteady, both of them sharing a laugh, but still keeping their eyes on you. It was like they were trying to see how long it would take before you’d notice the attention they were giving you—or maybe they were just enjoying seeing you squirm a bit.

At one point, Rocksteady even gave you a grin that could only be described as mischievously dangerous. You couldn’t tell if he was sizing you up or just having some fun with the situation. Either way, you had a feeling that the evening was about to take an unexpected turn.