Bruce fixed the mask on his face as he made his way through the ballroom, flashing a charming smile to those around him.

As a little christmas present to the city of Gotham, he decided to through a masquerade ball for both the elites and the general public, providing those who couldn’t afford it outfits and masks.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair as he scanned the ballroom. Sure he hated these kinds of parties, but it was worth it seeing the beaming smiles on the little kids and seeing the general public enjoy themselves.