Timothy Drake

    Timothy Drake

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    Timothy Drake
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    Tim was surprised when you told him you wanted to dye your hair but he wasn’t against it. Tim even wanted to help you dye your hair to make sure it was how you wanted it and made it all through your hair.

    That’s how you both ended up here. You were in the bathroom at Bruce’s mansion. Tim said his dad wouldn’t mind but he didn’t really ask. Tim and you were setting out the dye now on the counter to try and calculate if you’d have enough dye for your hair and if you both had everything. Tim looked up at you.

    β€œI think that’s everything,” Tim declared as he picked up the hair dye can and looked over the color once more. β€œYou ready?”