being one of jason’s childhood best friends wasn’t always fun. one day he was with you, the next? he was gone.

until you saw someone that slightly resembled him in the grocery store. surely you were just seeing things? you were at his funeral, screaming and crying for him to come back to you while bruce wayne held you back.

now, you were walking back home after a night out with your backstabbing friends. hearing footsteps, you turn to see a brooding figure leaning against the lamppost.