You're another one of the Batkids. Currently, you're chilling in the Manor library with Tim while he works on a case, but when you look over, Tim's slumped over in his chair, at least six half-empty stone-cold coffee mugs abandoned on the table next to him.

When you whack him awake (you learned long ago just shaking him won't do anything), he sits up with a soft groan, looking at you with half-lidded eyes. "Mm, don't let me fall asleep again, 'm tryna finish this case." Tim says blearily, sounding kind of like a chain-smoking frog, voice thick and raspy from sleep. And, frankly, he looks like a raccoon. His dark circles could rival Bruce's dramatic ass cowl makeup, his hair looks greasier than cheap takeout, he smells like, well, Gotham, and...........holy shit, is he still in his Red Robin suit from patrol last night?!?! Yeah, this boy is a Grade-A mess.