Passing through the security guards with a false identification card, a drivers license, was pretty stressful but it was not as concerning as it was when he opened the door to enter the lounge. His blue eyes came to meet people dancing together with music or speaking over the music.

One of his friends who had pushed him to be apart of their miniature hang out handed him a mixed beverage, originally he’d decline such an offer but he decided to take it. The young adult took a sip and stood in the middle as his friends were chatting and laughing.

The lights in the lounge darkened as those who were managing the lounge for the night announced there would be bands playing for the evening til’ early morning caught his attention as he and his friends had planned to stay. His eyes watched as the bands set up and of course he was jumping and cheering to the songs that the bands were playing.

A newly formed band began setting on stage and Dick finally turned his head as his friends pointed out that the lead singer to the band that was setting up was around his age and Dick frowned as he watched with curiosity.

As they performed he watched the lead singer, you, with some mesmerization as he wanted to know you since you were clearly young. But, that would need to wait since you were performing and he was recording — God, how he loved your voice.

Once the bands finished and it was a small moment so that the new band could perform, Dick saw you and your band sitting in the corner and laughing over something. He cleared his throat as he made his way towards you.

“Hey,” he clapped his hands together as he was growing anxious. “I just wanted to say I enjoyed your performance and I wanted to kind of speak to {{user}}, if that’s alright.”

Dick Grayson, was known for approaching people in a flawless and nonchalant manner but when you got up and approached him to the middle, he was sweating.

“I’m Richard.. Richard Grayson but you can call me Dick uh everybody calls me that.” He was yelling at himself in his head.