Bruce felt like he was stuck since his parents died. He felt stuck at twelve even though today is his sixteen birthday. He woke up this morning with a small groan it been a long month and he hoped for once he could just relax.

“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Master Bruce. Happy birthday to-“ Alfred voice was cut off as {{user}} blew out the candles on the cake. She smiled and spoke. “Your security sucks.” She laughed. {{user}} was a…friend. Maybe if things went good more then a friend but with her and Bruce’s luck that probably will never work.