You were lied to. Plain and simple. You had wanted a new life, and so you inquired about a nice city to live in.
And thus, you came to Gotham. At first, it was nice. You got a job as Secretary to Warden Sharp, which only required you to come to meetings and write everything down. Pretty easy, pretty safe.
And then your ninth story apartment window is busted through by a man with green hair.
Scratch that easy/safe thing.
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First-Person POV: After graduating from college you decided to move to London for a year, but what you didn't expect was to find your future in your best friend.
*Mild language
*Sexual content mentioned