WHO: Dick and Bruce.
WHERE: Dick's apartment omg.
WHEN: Thursday afternoon.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Bruce knows how to respect personal space/alone time. He just chooses not to.
FORMAT: Paragraph.
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Meh. I can't use the same song over and over again anymore :( )
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Well. Joint dining room-kitchen. It is a small apartment. Smiling broadly and generally acting nothing like Batman, Bruce turns to Dick, completely ignoring the question, and in doing so, answering it.
"Dick! How was school?"
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And he's being anything but Bruce right now, and Dick isn't feeling like playing any games.
He shrugs, which is enough of an answer to the banalities Bruce is asking him.
"Did you do this so you could install cameras everywhere?"
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"No, nothing like that. I just wanted to make sure you were properly situated. If you don't like the furniture I picked out, though, I'm sure we can find some more to your liking."
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And, of course, he has no idea if the answer is sincere or not.
"The furniture's good." He hasn't seen half of it but it doesn't matter. "I'm gonna drop my bag in my room." And stay there until the movers are done. And possibly that will make Bruce go away, too, but that's miracle thinking. He's not nearly that optimistic.
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