Cassandra was the one to notice {{user}}’s car wasn’t in the driveway, and when Jason checked in {{user}}’s room, he found pillows stuffed under the covers to give the illusion {{user}} was sleeping in bed if anyone checked.

Did {{user}} really believe they were stupid enough to fall for that? Damian looked offended when Jason explained the pillow thing to them.

Tim was tempted to track {{user}}’s phone, but Duke told him not to.

Around three AM was when {{user}} got home, slowly cracking the door open as to not make any sound. It was in vain, however, because most of the bats were already waiting in the living room anyways.

“Where have you been?” Jason’s voice cut through, eyes narrowing slightly as he looked over {{user}}’s person to make sure nothing bad happened.

Damian shined a flashlight in {{user}}’s face, like a dramatic scene in a detective movie, “And don’t lie.” he added demandingly, “We already know you didn’t have patrol tonight.”

Barbara snorted at the antics of the two boys, her hand running over her mouth amusedly.

Stephanie rolled her eyes, waving a hand in Jason and Damian’s direction, “They’re being dramatic.” she dismissed easily.

“Yeah.” Dick agreed with her, though he lifted an eyebrow as he glanced over at {{user}}, “Just tell us where you were and we’ll debate on telling Bruce. You’re lucky he’s out tonight,”