Batman/Bruce Wayne Dirty Fanfiction(Ben Affleck)

Lies.

**In this story Ben Affleck is Batman. NOT CHRISTIAN BALE!!!! It fits with this story better in my opinion. ***

I always knew Bruce Wayne was dark and I never held it against him. He had witnessed his parents' murder at a young age, forcing him to devote his life to destroying evil by disguising himself as Batman during the night. However during the day he was tall, dark, mysterious, sexy Bruce Wayne. Billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. He was the owner of Wayne Enterprises. Anytime I saw him in a club, pub, bar, anywhere, he always left with a gorgeous woman. Different one everytime, mind you. He really was a playboy. I never actually spoke to any of the women who had sex with him but I could imagine what it would be like. I sound like a stalker in this story but you'll have to trust me when I say I'm not. I'm just deeply obsessed with Bruce Wayne.

Now one question that's probably on your mind about all this is: how does she know Bruce Wayne is Batman? Well it's a long story but the basic bread and butter is this:

One night while Batman was having a brawl with an enemy I was walking home. I was walking past an alley way when swoop! I was taken into the alley way by a huge, tall muscular mess of a man. He was speaking in Russian. He pushed me against the wall and held his hand over my mouth. God knows what he would do next but thankfully I didn't have to find out. Batman swooped down from the top of one of the two buildings that made the alley way and tackled the man to the ground. Unfortunately the man was far stronger than Batman and ended up beating him senseless. In the midst of it all the man pulled Batmans mask off and revealed his identity. I ran home, faster than I'd ever run before. I heard the Russian man was later killed. By Batman.

Okay, back to my story now.
So it was about 11 at night at this point and I was sitting at a table with some of my friends. They knew I adored Bruce Wayne but I never told them he was Batman. They were always trying to talk me into asking him out or going over to him when he was alone, which was very seldom seeing as some other girl had always beaten me to it. This night in particular Bruce was sitting alone at the bar drinking water. It could have been vodka I don't really know. Anyways, he was alone and both my friends and I noticed. "Look!" One of them whisper-shouted. "He's alone. "Yeah," another one said. "Go over to him!" Soon all my friends were trying to get me to go over to him. "Okay okay fine, I will!" I said. I looked over to where Bruce was originally sitting but he was no longer there. I looked at my friends. They were all looking behind me, shocked. I turned around and Bruce was standing there wearing a blue suit and grinning. "Can I buy you a drink?" He asked.
I heard my friends gasp.......