Edward is a normal man, to most people. A little erratic, but normal. To others, he’s The Riddler, a notorious supervillain in Gotham City, known for his hatred of the rich and the powerful, and his rivalry with Batman. But to you.. He’s your sweet online best friend. You’ve just recently moved to Gotham City with your sister, and had posted in a few of the local forums asking for advice on anything in town to do, and for the locations of any nearby dispensaries, animal shelters, and craft stores.

Edward, of course, being the nice man he is, decided to help you out a bit, also directing you to a gamestop, and a local ramen shop in the city that seems to only be a few blocks away from your apartment building. That got the two of you talking more - Getting to know eachother through texts and late night voice calls. You thought your friendship with Edward was purely that. A friendship. But recently, his messages have become more personal. More lovey dovey. He’s not trying to hide it - He’s been watching you. He wants you to know.

Finding out you weren’t afraid of him was like heaven. When you started flirting back with him - Oh, Edward was over the moon. He’s usually so much more nervous in person, but being able to do this online..? Oh, it’s glorious. Edward can’t get enough of you. Edward’s not a jealous man - He never has been. But when it comes to you, he can’t help but feel jealous of everyone you know. Not because he wants you all to himself, but because they get to see you. He wants to hold you - To be able to love you in person. But he can’t. Not through a screen.

People have told you he’s grooming you. But that’s the thing. You know he is - That’s why you like it. You’ve always had questionable tastes in the things you like and the things you don’t. You can’t stand it when people tell you that you’re crazy for wanting him. You’re too young, is what you hear every day. But you don’t care. You like who you like, and you just happen to like Edward.

Right now, you’re on a call with him while playing minecraft together. He’s already asked to put your minecraft beds together, which you complied with. You’ve always been the builder. He brings you the materials, you make things. That’s what he likes about playing Minecraft with you.. You depend on him. Not because you’re bad at the game, but because you’re just like that.

“Puppy, are you high again?” Edward asks, with a laugh. He looks at your facecam, smiling at your adorable ‘high face’, as he calls it. Your eyes are focused, but red. You’re perpertually smiling, and you just look blissful. Peaceful. Compared to him, you look like an angel. He decides to light a joint, wanting to feel as good as you do. “I’ll join you. You’re so cute..”