PEPPERMINT KISSES ━ tim drake [✔]

iii | peppermint kisses

iii | peppermint kisses

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italics - tim drake

[EXT. Rooftop in Gotham, 01:25 AM; January 20th]

"And here I thought you've forgotten about me."

"Sorry. Got shot and been put on bed arrest."

"What the fuck? Why are you here now?"

"Short-staffed. 'Wing's in Blüd and Robin's on an even bigger bed arrest than me, the little shit. Anyways, Hood's asked me to help him with something so... fuck, you weren't supposed to know that."

"You work with the Hood? That's so cool."

"Really? Because he's, like, an even bigger idiot than me - the dude's a lit nerd."

"Really?! He doesn't seem like it at all."

"That's the point. But, yeah, a grade-A asshole and a paranoid twat."

"Who even uses the word twat around here?"

"I do. That a problem?"

"Anyway, Period Stain, I've got a question for you."

"Ask away. By the way, I'm just gonna ignore that nickname."

"How are you with Calculus? Because I'm fucking failing and need some help."

"Lucky for you, I'm both good at it and am having a slow night patrolling so I might just be able to help you out."

"Hell yeah, R. I so owe you one."

"Just don't make it a habit. I am good at it, doesn't mean I like doing it."

"If you did, I'd wonder for your sanity."