[ what's strange is how strange this feels to think that Bruce might be dropping by for no reason at all. he has a hard time convincing himself to believe it. ]
[ the door to his apartment swings open to reveal Dick, dressed casually in a pair of dark pants and a black hoodie. part of him wonders how Bruce got into the lobby and up the four flights of stairs, but the other part of him doesn't want to know.
he just tips his head at Bruce with a knowing smile tugging at his mouth. ]
Guess you were closer than I thought since you got here so quickly without speeding.
[ he steps to the side to let Bruce into the dimly lit apartment. ]
Bruce steps into the apartment and for a moment has the strangest sense of deja vu. But it passes and when he pulls his hand free from the pocket of his coat, there's an envelope in his hand that he offers to Dick. ]
[ his tastes echo Bruce's on the best and worst of days.
Bruce is barely in the door before he's handing an envelope to Dick. Dick stares at it as the door swings shut with an automatic click of the locks. then, he looks up, surprise lifting his brows. ]
To...what?
[ plus-one doesn't have the best connotation. especially not when the invitation is fancy enough to come in an envelope. ]
Wait. [ he holds a hand up to halt whatever was going to be Bruce's answer, disbelief pinching between his brows. ] Is this the gift?
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No, it’s just. Why do you always need a reason in order to visit me?
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[ I mean he's probably got eyes on Dick's place out of, y'know, paranoia. But he would never just stop by! ]
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Would you even want to drop by without reason?
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[ listen. it’s not just semantics ok. ]
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Yes.
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Okay.
[ then he’ll keep the gift, even if he suspects it’s bugged in some way. ]
Just give me a heads up. So I know to be here.
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[ it's definitely bugged. ]
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You knew that, didn't you?
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[ what's strange is how strange this feels to think that Bruce might be dropping by for no reason at all. he has a hard time convincing himself to believe it. ]
Are you headed over now?
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Really. It's not my birthday.
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You're driving at speed limit right now, right?
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[ not. ]
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You were saying?
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he just tips his head at Bruce with a knowing smile tugging at his mouth. ]
Guess you were closer than I thought since you got here so quickly without speeding.
[ he steps to the side to let Bruce into the dimly lit apartment. ]
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Bruce steps into the apartment and for a moment has the strangest sense of deja vu. But it passes and when he pulls his hand free from the pocket of his coat, there's an envelope in his hand that he offers to Dick. ]
You're my plus one.
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Bruce is barely in the door before he's handing an envelope to Dick. Dick stares at it as the door swings shut with an automatic click of the locks. then, he looks up, surprise lifting his brows. ]
To...what?
[ plus-one doesn't have the best connotation. especially not when the invitation is fancy enough to come in an envelope. ]
Wait. [ he holds a hand up to halt whatever was going to be Bruce's answer, disbelief pinching between his brows. ] Is this the gift?
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idk if you wanna get into nitty gritty, we can skip ahead too!
I can skip ahead!
ty!
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Oops totally lost this one
No worries!