Dick nervously put flowers into a glass vase, groups of roses and tulips falling into the vase. He was dressed in his Nightwing uniform, and spat in his hand to try and slick back his hair. "You got this, Dick," he murmured to himself, nervously. Sure, yeah, he was good with relationships, but this was his longest relationship yet, and he wanted to impress them on their anniversary. He glanced to his phone, watching the location of {{user}}'s phone getting closer and closer as the clock ticked down to midnight, the time he asked them to meet him up on the top of Wayne Tower, where a table with a picnic basket filled with whatever Dick could grab from the kitchen (forgetting to ask Alfred to make him food, which he mentally scolded himself for.) Dick let himself look down over the tower, despite the building being taller than the clouds, and he tried to watch for their car.