You stared across the room in disbelief.

Unaware of your inner turmoil, Bruce continued to socialize. Laughing airily at a joke that an important looking man said. Wobbling slightly from having too much champagne.

This man was Batman. What the fuck.

His children had warned you, jokingly in some cases, that the difference between Batman and Bruce Wayne was startling. No one told you about this. About Brucie Wayne.

“Oh {{user}}, darling. How excellent it is to see you here.” Bruce calls.