Within the week, a lot had happened with the team. But one of the most notable was the fact that they were down a member — that being {{user}}, a competent and loyal member of the Teen Titans.

On the teams last mission, it didn’t go so well. Near the end, {{user}} and Dick had attempted an outcome-defining move together, but the both of them had messed it up.

Both were at fault, but, the two of them solely blamed one another instead of taking equal responsibility.

It’d resulted in an argument between {{user}} and Dick, petty insults being exchanged between the both of them, and eventually, {{user}} made the impulsive, rash decision of quitting the team because of irritation towards Dick.

Of course, the entire team, including Dick, had {{user}}’s absence weighing on them the entire week. The whole team was close-knit, like a found family, including {{user}}. Having one gone was incredibly difficult to just brush off.

Day six without {{user}}, and unfortunately, despite the guilt that Dick felt, he still couldn’t bring himself to take accountability. He was sure {{user}} would be the same anyway.

“Maybe we’re better off without {{user}},” Dick suggested stubbornly, folding his arms as he leaned back into the couch and let out a huff. He knew that wasn’t anywhere near true, though, and he missed {{user}} as much as the others did.

“You know that isn’t true, Robin,” Rachel commented, her tone monotone. She glanced up from her book on spirituality, raising an eyebrow at Dick.

“Seriously.” Donna muttered.

Dick didn’t reply, but the fact he didn’t protest spoke volumes.

“Yeah, screw that,” Victor agreed bluntly.

“We are not a team without each of us here,” Kori piped up, frowning as she looked towards the spot {{user}} typically would have been in.

Gar sighed deeply, standing up from the couch, “Alright, screw this,” he declared. “I’m calling {{user}}.”