Someone is always watching

Chapter 08

Nerissa's apartment, the next day

Nerissa woke up alone in her bed around 9 am, Trish did say she had an early morning but she was kind enough to leave a note. 

'Had to run, coffee's fresh, I'll see you after work. we can grab dinner maybe? xx'

"Mmm fresh coffee" she washed her face and brushed her teeth, then went for the coffee. She opened the fridge to take some eggs, she saw the Camembert cheese and smiled. She put a pan on the stove sprayed it with butter and took her phone to read some news, mainly about Metropolis. 

"Did Red Hood really help Superman stop the drug cargoes from landing in Metropolis last night? Or is he expanding his own ring from Gotham to Metropolis taking advantage of the good heart of Superman? What does the Metropolis police department have to say about this? And did a container full of drugs really go missing from Metropolis' airport?" The Daily Planet

"Say Metropolis a few more times. They really should just let Lois Lane edit everything before they publish it, White is losing his touch! UGH I'm talking to myself again." she prepared her breakfast, sipping on coffee and smoking a cigarette. She ate her food while making a list of art supplies she needed to buy and anything else she needed for the house, mainly cleaning supplies and lady stuff, since Red Hood got her food that could last a week. She finished eating and started washing the dishes, the house was silent, the city was calm, so when her phone buzzed a few times she got startled and cut herself with the knife she was washing. She cursed under her breath and rinsed her hands quickly trying to wash away the blood, she rushed to the bathroom to get a band aid or something, which is when she realized she didn't have a first aid kit. Thankfully the cut wasn't that deep and it could wait until she left the house to go shopping, she scribbled down on the list 'first aid kit' and changed her clothes. She wore a long black skirt and an over sized black sweater a pair of simple black shoes. She grabbed her stuff, locked her door and left.

First stop a drug store, she went in got a box of band aids and asked for a first aid kit, it came with single packed sterile gauze, disinfectant, needles, threads, bandages, safety pins, tweezers, scissors and sterile gloves, pro-shit. She made her way to the supermarket, and then to the art store. Once she was done shopping she decided to stop by her regular coffee shop. She was waiting in line, peacefully, until the guy behind her started talking to her. 

"Can I get you that coffee?" 

"No thank you." Not even turning around. It was her turn, the barista knew her order so she immediately prepared it without even asking, it was just black coffee. 

"Ah!! Come on, you won't even say your order out loud? How am I supposed to know how you like it?" his tone was fake annoyed trying to be flirty but failing and coming off as a super creep who doesn't understand what 'no thank you' means. She paid for the drink and took it from the barista and turned to the guy behind her and simply said. 

"Like I like myself, dark, bitter and too hot for you." she said eyeing him deadpan and walked away smirking as she saw a few girls laughing at the exchange. He was persistent, he left the line and walked with her saying. 

"HaHa, that's funny. You know I always see you and you're always wearing black, what's  up with that?" ugh why won't he leave her alone. 

"I'm already dressed for your funeral." she pushed the door of the coffee shop and left.

What she didn't know was that Dick Grayson was sitting on one of the tables enjoying his morning coffee - not on guard duty, but a real funny coincidence- ready to move in and help, blowing up the whole 'mission' but instead nearly choked at her replies, and stretched his leg enough to trip the guy as she left the coffee shop. Dick looked down from his seat at the guy on the floor and said.