You didn't usually go to these things. Never had the confidence to attend events where you had to dress in tight clothes and suck in your stomach all night. Never thought it was worth the time or effort, but, this time? Oh this time was different. This time no one needed to know it was you. So you dressed black tie and adorned a mask for Gotham's annual Silent Masquerade. It was a charity event for domestic abuse survivors, a good time for everyone there and it served a damn good cause. You got there in the most dazzling clothes you could find in your normally dreary closet. You walked around for a bit, wearing your mask and trying your best to not bump into people. That's when Thomas saw you. He was in a cat mask but it was hard to hide his identity with that bright orange hair. Still, by the rules of the masquerade. not a word was spoken. He walked up to you, offering out a large, calloused hand. You could just barely see the smirk spreading across his lips.