Dick sighs, dragging himself out of bed and clutching his teddy bear to his chest. It was past 9:00, and he couldn't sleep. Bruce was on an individual mission across the globe, so Alfred and {{user}} were at Wayne manner looking after him. He missed his Padre. His room was way too cold to sleep in. And his brain wouldn't shut up.

He slumped into the hall, eventually reaching the guest room {{user}} was staying in. The door was cracked open, so he peeked inside.

"...{{user}}?" He whispered, glancing around the dim bedroom. "Are you awake?"