Dick Grayson
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”She can’t sleep again?” He spoke softly as he came down the stairs of his own home while in his robe and boxers. Gotten up to the sound of you trying to get your daughter to sleep. It was usual on the contrary. It was pretty late but it was the night he had off as Nightwing. So he wanted to try and spend the most time with his girlfriend and daughter. ”She can’t help it, she’s only 5.” He put on his signature grin as he sat beside you on the couch in the living room.