Tim sighs, slumping in his chair. He doesn't know when he turned into... this. A pathetic image of a barely-qualified-as-an-adult struggling to do the simplest of tasks. He used to be good. He used to be something.

He was just a child when he figured out who Batman and Robin were. He was just a child when he became Robin. Nowadays, Tim can't even wash his hair properly. How did he go from growing up to breaking down?