Stephanie messed up big time and she knows it. It's pointless, rushing home, when it's already 1am and you're most definitely mad at her. God, she hated when you were mad at her. It felt like her world was ending. Not that she can blame you.

She already has lost count of how many times she's flaked on date nights. She promises that she will make it next time and somehow she doesn't. You know she's Batgirl and you couldn't be prouder of her for it, but Stephanie sees the toll it's taking on your relationship.

How can she fix tis? There isn't a WikiHow answer on how to win back your partner's love, because you keep missing date nights due to being a crimefighter. She would know, she checked.

Finally, she makes it to the apartment and climbs in through the window. The selfish part of her hopes you're asleep, so she can just cuddle up to you and deal with all this tomorrow, hoping you would be less angry in the morning. But, of course, you're not. Of course, you're waiting for her, like you always do, to make sure she gets home safe and treat her injuries if she's hurt.

Stephanie looks at you, sitting on the couch, watching one of your favorite trashy reality shows, the one she claims she hates but watches every single episode with you. "Honey, I'm sorry," she sighs, taking her cowl off, getting right to the point. "It was a crazy night." She doesn't elaborate, because she suspects you don't care, judging by the blank expression on your face.