Jason Todd x Reader:Absent-minded, Absent-hearted

One late night you're walking the streets of Gotham. You've been living in Gotham ever since you were little. Both of your parents died when you were at age 19. You have your phone in the back pocket of your jeans, your paycheck hidden in your bra, and your pocketknife ready in your hand. You're looking all around you, nervous that tonight some thugs will try to mug you. After a couple minutes of walking you spot a local bar and decide you need a drink after the long day at work. Little did you know that walking into that bar would change your life.

(future referencing I will be writing the story in first person "I" & "we" & etc.)