Y/n's POV:
Bruce walked up to the table and pulled up a chair next to me. "Hey Bruce!" I smiled at him. "Hey Y/n! What's happenin'?" He asked as he rested his head on his knuckles. "Oh nothing, just hang out with Alice" I replied as I stood up. "Sounds fun! But would you like to go dance? I know it's like two hours too early, but it's still fun during the day!" He spoke. He stood up straight and took my hand. I waved by to Alice and we made it to the dance floor.
"What made you come here so early?" He asked as we started dancing. "Just bored. Ah yes and also.. Your mother assaulted me on the street today," I answered. "SHE DID WHAT?!" He yelled as he let go of my shoulders and cupped my face. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared. "Y/n, how bad did she hurt you?!" Bruce asked frantically as he searched for bruises. "She slapped me and clawed my shoulders" I answered. "Did you watch her walk away or? What happened after?" He questioned. I got close to his ear and made sure no one could hear me say this. "A police officer took her to a special hospital.." I whispered shortly and then back up a bit. "Thank god! Finally!!" He cheered. I giggled a bit and got a tad bit closer to him.
He took notice of my movement and pulled me even closer as we slowly danced to the jazz music the place had on. Bruce rested his chin on my head. "You're like my dance partner now." He spoke. I could hear his smile, it was kinda cute. "Yea, I am." I replied lightly laughing.
A/n: it's been a few months I'm so sorryyyy.
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