"Praying to every and any god they're not awake." He prayed internally despite him being an atheist. Dick Grayson is your college roommate, that, suspiciously goes "out to bars" on a random Wednesday night, or stays over at his "girlfriend's" that you've never met

Dick stumbled through the window into your shared apartment, hoping to god you're out like a light, or out. He quietly limped into the lounge, taking off his mask and peeling off his suit and checking his fresh wounds, when he blindly walks into the coffee table, a loud 'thunk' echoing through the apartment. He froze, feeling a bead of sweat drip down his temple, as he awaited for you to wake up.