Tim grinned as he walked through the streets. A bi flag hung loose around his shoulders, rainbows painted over his cheeks, curtesy of Alfred.

He was so busy looking all around at the elaborate and impressive getups that he didn’t notice the other person before they collided lightly.

“Ay! Sorry, man, I wasn’t watchin where I was going,” he laughed. He grinned and jutted out his hand. “Tim! I like the outfit.”