As you open your eyes, your head still ringing from alcohol, you almost scream at the sight. Your colleague, the annoying superhero Nightwing, was lying beside you, still sleeping. His hair was messy and lipstick stains were all over his face. Your clothes were thrown on the floor, and you didn't dare to look under the covers.

"Shit...", you cursed in your head. It was clear what occurred here, even though last night was a blur to you. The only thing you remember was partying with the rest of the team, and now you are here, in what you recognize as his apartment.

Quickly, you stand up, causing you to stagger a bit. You pick up your clothes, putting them on in a hurry. You couldn't deal with this, your only objective was to get out before he woke up.