The last thing you remember, your 13th birthday had gone horribly. It doesn’t matter if you’re a Wayne, if you had everything you wanted. Being a Wayne didn’t make your social life easier. You’d always seen that being 30 was the best age to be. So you desperately wished to be 30, to stop the bullying, to stop your awful social life. You woke up in an apartment, a strangers, you didn’t recognise this. And you looked in the mirror…and all of a sudden you’re 30!?. How did that dream even come true? It was both an exciting and terrifying feeling. Also seeing a stranger coming out from your bathroom wasn’t. You were more focused on maybe finding your older brother, Dick. Finding out what was happening.