Nightwing: Sins of the Fathers

Murder Of Crows

The apartment had seen better days. But in all honesty it had seen worse ones too, it was just a different kind of messy. The secret bookcase door hung wide open, and the couch was strategically placed by the entrance to stop any unwanted intruders. On it was a heap of colourful costumes, purple, black and red under three empty pizza boxes.

Myself, Roy and Stephanie sat in a triangle on the floor in front of the TV, Netflix was signalling for us to 'Continue Watching.' Stephanie had on one of my larger T-shirts and a pair of my finest Gotham University sweatpants, her arm was bandaged up where the knife had hit it. Roy was flexing in a vest and boxer shorts, and I'd gone for a combination of vest and sweatpants.

Considering we were usually a talkative bunch, it had been reasonably silent between arriving at the apartment, ordering the pizza, receiving it and eating it.

"So Bruce Wayne is Batman right?" Stephanie said suddenly, breaking the silence.

"What? No!" I lied.

"Whatever man, it's so obvious now I know you're Nightwing," She said, laughing.

"She has a point," Roy said.

"Shut up, Roy," I said, "I'm gonna be in enough shit with Batman over this."

"Aw, you gonna be in twubble?" Steph mocked.

"Look," Roy began, reaching into his rucksack, "I think I have the perfect solution for this shitty night," In his hand was a large bottle of Jack Daniels.

Steph smiled in response, I wasn't as pleased with the idea, but I couldn't deny I needed something to help me relax.

Roy returned from the kitchen with three large glasses, filling them each with ice and an inch of the whiskey.

"I say we play a game," He suggested.

"What game?" Steph replied.

"Never have I ever?"

"Good idea!" She replied, grinning at me.

"No," I began, "I'm not..."

"I'll start - never have I ever..." She said, ignoring me completely, "Been drunk."

As per the rules of the game, having been drunk in our lives, Roy, Steph and I all took drinks.

"That's your question?" I laughed.

"I wanted to start easy," She grinned.

"Alright, alright," Roy interrupted, "Never have I ever, slept with an alien"

Steph raised her eyebrow and looked at me, I paused for a second and then took a sip - glaring at Roy as I did.

"What?!" Steph exclaimed, "That is such bullshit."

"No, he did," Roy laughed, "An alien princess no less."

"Can we move on?" I insisted.

"Sure, it's your turn."

"Alright..." I thought for a second "Never have I ever... Been kicked out of school," The comment was aimed at Roy, but Steph drank too.

"I kicked a cheerleader into an empty swimming pool" She explained after taking a gulp.

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Bitch had it coming," Steph explained coldly.

"Cold..." Roy said, "She die?"

"Nope, she wore a full body cast to prom though," She said, "Of course, I didn't get to see it, they'd thrown me out by then."

"Nice," Roy laughed.