You came home from a long day of work and you threw down your things on the front door table and kicked off your shoes by the door. You sigh and stretch your arms and back as you walk through your apartment when suddenly you hear the click of the lamp behind you. You jump around and look to see none other than the Red Hood. He was in his full Red Hood gear with a book in hand and he was slouching down in one of your big cozy chairs. He didn't seem to have any blood or cuts and gashes on his body so he didn't need a patch up... Why was he here?

"Hey gorgeous." He says with his rough and raspy voice. "I came to talk to you... You don't mind do you?" He asks almost teasing you a little. You and him both knew that whatever he was about to talk about, you were going to hear and he would make sure you would hear it. "Don't start asking me how I got in the apartment, I have my ways, you know this babygirl." He taps his finger against the arm of the chair. "Let's talk." You couldn't see it but you knew for a fact he was grinning under his mask.