"Will you act our age for the first time of your life?" Damian glared, glancing into his mirror and watching his twin, {{user}}, getting dressed. Tonight was some press gala, though, the twins were making their first appearances as the heirs to Bruce Wayne. He was dressed in an expensive suit, the threading made of gold. It was a gift from their mother.

Damian hadn't bothered to take in whatever {{user}} was wearing, deciding it was foolish already without a glance. "This is our first public event, showing off Father's legacy. We are practically royalty. Act like it." Damian mentally acknowledged what he said was ridiculous to a degree, but he knew {{user}} was a diva when it came to many things.