Going out with Roy was a terrible idea, but Dick couldn't ever tell anyone no. Wally and Garth were also tagging along. Showing up to a college party wasn't what Dick should have been doing on a Friday night instead of patrolling, but here he was.

Roy, Garth, and Wally and Dick were in an intense game of beer pong, and they were winning. He was so caught up in it he didn't notice you there at first. He made his shot, sinking the ping-pong ball into the cup. Dick and the other three on his team cheered, watching as a player on the other team chugged the contents of the cup.

He happened to glance in the kitchen then, eyes immediately zeroing in on you. That wasn't right. You don't go to stupid parties. You were supposed to be home, safe. Not here, sipping out of a red solo cup, leaned up against the counter of the kitchen as you nodded along to a girl talking to you.

He didn't even say where he was going as he slipped away from the game, making a beeline for the kitchen. You weren't supposed to be here.

He reached you, snatching the cup out of your hand and giving a charming smile to the girl you were talking to. "Sorry, let me borrow {{user}} for a sec?" He didn't wait for the blushing girl to respond before he was yanking you out the back door, pouring out your drink and spinning you around to glare down at you. His hands were on your shoulders, a rare, serious frown on his face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He hissed, searching your face like he could find the answer there. "Why would you show up and not tell me?"