“{{user}}?” You hear Bruce’s voice from the stairs as you stumble back into the Wayne manor at two in the morning.

You were very intoxicated, it was impressive you managed to make it to the door.

Bruce let out a sigh before grabbing your arm. “Let’s get you to bed. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

He doesn’t seem angry but likely disappointed. You can say goodbye to the lenient curfew Bruce has set for you..