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"Catty Chats"

October 4th, 8pm
"Wayne Manor"

"You do know that you look pretty without your lashes right?" You sat at your desk while on the phone with Jamie. You having just gotten out of the shower decided to refill your lash clusters.

"Yes Jaime I know, you tell me all the time." You responded, as you finished your right eye. "Also you never told me why you were so upset this morning." Jaime says as he lays down, taking the phone with him.

You groan at the thought of the conversation you had with Bruce. "Long story short, Bruce saw the fight at the part and blamed me for it." This caused Jaime to sit back up, "okay that's crazy, why would he think you started the fight?" You shrug your shoulders, and continue to finish up your left eye.

"I guess since my mom passed and me moving here that I'm having trouble fitting in, or some stupid bullshit like that." You state—finally getting done with your lashes. You put on the sealant, and you decide to change the topic of the conversation.

"So about our date?" With the mention of the date Jaime immediately started smiling harder than he already was. "Sorry hermosa, but these lips are sealed." You whine as you plop onto your bed.

You and Jamie continue your banter, when you get a knock on your door. "It's open." You respond not really paying attention.

"Are you coming to eat or are you going to sit here and starve?" Looking up towards your door you notice Jason peaking his head through.

"Don't you and Richard have your own homes, why are ya'll here almost every night?" You say questions the older male. "Who's going to pass up free food?"

'He's got a point'
You look down at your phone noticing Jaime was waiting for you to get done talking. "Jamie I'll call you back after I eat okay?" He responds with his own 'okay' and you hang up.

"Come on fatty." You say to Jason as you put on your slippers and then make your ways down stairs.

The dining room table was already set, Tim and Damion already sitting down. Dick was in the kitchen helping Alfred, while Bruce is no where to be found.

You and Jason take your seats, you sitting next to Tim and across from Damion. Jason sits next to Damion and across from you.

You side eye Tim, he had his favorite coffee mug filled to the brim with a small glass of water to the side. Peaking down you notice his leg bouncing, "Tim you alright?" You ask and Tim nods frantically. "Yeah I'm great, I got a test in the morning and I gotta stay up to cram."

"Well I wanted to ask you about why you were acting so weird earlier?" Tim's leg ends up bouncing a little faster, as your question piqued the interest of Jason and Damion.

"Yeah Tim why were you acting so weird?" Jason says eyeing his younger brother.

Tim scowlers at the older male, "I wasn't acting weird, like it's any of your business."

He leans back into his chair; crossing his arms, leg still bouncing. Dick walks into the dinning room with some plates, well just yours and his.

Jason takes notice, "Umm where's our food." Dick places your plate in front of you, then has a seat himself.

"I'm not your maid Jason." Dick scoots his plate closer to him, and Jason just rolls his eyes to go get his own food.

"Aren't you going to continue telling us about why you are acting strange Drake?" Damion inclines as he waits for Alfred to bring his food.

Jason soon returns with his plate and takes his previous seat. Yeah Tim, enlighten us please." Jason picks at the younger Robin.

Tim's eye twitches some; growing annoyed at the constant questioning. "What are you guys talking about?" Dick thought it was his turn to speak, "Nothing, we're talking about nothing. They're just being annoying." Tim snatches his fork once Alfred placed his and Damion's food in front of them.