Got nominated to do this Ice Bowl challenge thing and it was the worst decision of my life. Ugjjfjjfjf.
eye colour: Brown
birthday: July 18th
favorite colour: Blue
best school subject(s): English, French and History
current shirt color: Shirt in the pic (all the colours)
day or night: Night
sexual orientation: Straight
single or taken: Taken
celebrity crush: Emma Stone and Nina Dobrev
coffee or tea: Coffee hands down
favorite food: Pasta or Tacos
-crawls back on-
-apologizes for going missing-
-offers cookies and vodka-
-realizes those might not mix well together-
-regrets offering them-
// I literally just had Chips Ahoy and Vodka&Juice. It mixes very well.
"I’m listening." Dick said simply.
"Well not yet. I’m not talking out here." She insisted glancing around the halls as she continued on through the corridors and toward the very far back of the school "So. You can start off with what you want to know first and I’ll think of an answer."
"I’d like to know why you’re planting bombs and getting into trouble." Dick said, following close behind her. "I mean, not that it’s not sexy - the whole quiet schoolgirl who by night plays vigilante, but that’s why Gotham has Catwoman. What gives?"
"Sure, sure. You’re the tutor. You choose wherever works best for you, Lene." Dick laughed, walking alongside the girl. "You want to as me something - go ahead, ask it. Dont let things like this get to you."
"Okay. Well I’m just going to get off my chest what I want to know. Are you him?” She asked specifically intoning on the last word and pointing to the ‘R' in Chemistry off their textbook for said subject.
"Him?" Dick said, scratching his head. "As in Him who? Like Our Lord and Saviour?" He then saw her pointing at the R knowing clearly she meant Robin. Playing with her was all too fun however. "The R? Oh! Well of course. I really am Richard Grayson. Why would I lie about that?"