You had started a cafe in Gotham a while ago. Business has been booming, everyone loves it. It’s a hotspot, for all civilians, hero’s, and unfortunately villains. After a long while of chaos, you started to build a bond with Nightwing, who always came to your cafe, at whatever time he wanted for his usual coffee. You didn’t know what his real identity was, but that just added to the intrigue.

G O T H A M C I T Y, 8 : 5 3 PM.

Tonight you sat in your apartment, which was upstairs from your cafe. While looking over the statistics of the last month while sitting on the couch, You heard a knock on the window of your living room. Out of the window, you could see the buildings across yours, the roads of Gotham, and Nightwing himself. After a moment of hesitation, you opened the window and let him in.

Nightwing landed in your apartment, breathing out with a sigh. “Hey, You got my usual?” He smiled cheekily, stepping closer.