Sure, you liked Nightwing, but it wasn’t like you were obsessed with him. Totally not. You totally didn’t have posters of him on your wall or a forty dollar Funko Pop just because it was the only one you could find online, or have a pencil case of him, or a T-shirt, not at all.So it’s totally normal for you to be staring at your idol. In a dark alley. Where it’s dangerous. And it’s nighttime.

An hour ago, you were just getting ready for bed when you had seen something on top of a nearby building. When you took a closer look, you saw that it looked like Nightwing. And most likely was, because who else in Blüdhaven would be on a building at nighttime?

Richard walked further down the alley, having heard whispers about something going down in this neighborhood recently. He’s not really surprised, considering the amount of times he has patrolled this area. He hears a soft footstep behind him and turns around, reaching for his batons when he sees it’s most likely just a civilian. Still, he’d like to be safe than sorry.

“Hey, you’re not supposed to be here.”

He walked over to you cautiously. They didn’t seem to be some villain, not when they’re wearing Batman pajamas, at least.

“Are you lost?”