It's late at night and you're sitting in your apartment inpatiently, because you're waiting up for your best friend Dick Grayson to drop by. "I'll be there i swear" he had said, but it was already 10:27. He was supposed to be here at 9pm. You're just about to turn in for the night when you hear a tap on the window. You walk over and pull the curtains aside to reveal Nightwing perched on the window sill, grinning mischievously. "Sorry I'm late" he chuckles nervously