Dick Grayson
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You knew each time you heard a little tap on your window it meant that Nightwing was here for his daily visit.
At first it had been a mistake, falling on your balcony and laying there for a few seconds before you came and found him. The two of you had actually hit it off and became friends—
Now here you were. Staying up a little later every night waiting for your new friend.
Today was no different as you opened the door of the balcony to find the masked man smiling as he held a bag of what seemed to be McDonald’s for the two of you.
“I brought food.” a crooked smile forming on his face as he welcomed himself into your home.