( So I’m online, but since I’ve been studying for finals all day (and still kind of am) I’m really feeling brain dead sooo… if/when replies happen they’ll be quite sporadic. )
“Yes. It’s bullshit, yes, I know, and it’s happened more than once. Damn little bird——”
She doesn’t even know how long she’s been dangling from this damn fire escape, her head almost touching the ground. But she does know that she’s been trying to keep her hair out of that puddle next to her for at least ten minutes.
“Thank you. A lot. Seriously. I’ll be fine. Just… Yikes, this has been such a long day. You have no idea.”
❝ You have to start to wonder if he does it on purpose, right? ❞
With Damian, he wouldn’t be surprised.
It wasn’t hard for Tim to undo the knot that the girl had been secured with – the hardest part was keeping a hold on the line to ensure she didn’t fall crashing to the ground. And even that wasn’t very difficult. He lowered her slowly, and offered a hand once she was safely on the ground.
❝ As for long days—-I have an idea, t r u s t m e, ❞ Stray said with a shake of his head.
❝ This roof is already occupied, sorry. And I wasn’t expecting any visitors. ❞
Stray tries for a joking, playful tone, but it falls flat. The thief recognizes that, and so that strained smile he’d been offering slowly slips away. With an audible huff he looked away from the other man, lips pursing together. He attempts to recover from the crack in persona:
