closed to batfamily & friends; another birthday, another year (Gotham)
It's a quiet night at Wayne Manor. The date's February 19th - his birthday - but Bruce doesn't seem to remember that as he's casually TV surfing and case researching from the comfort of the family room. Even though he's multi-tasking, part of him has the distinct feeling that he's missing something important.
What was it? An important case file? Another dinner with Vicki Vale (or god forbid, Zatanna or Diana)? Perhaps it was even errands for Alfred... but whatever it is, it was important. And on the edge of his tongue.
It bothers him. A lot. So there he is, tapping his pencil to his chin, as he scribbles something down before paying minimal attention to the new Scooby-Doo episode. "I hate it when I can't remember it," He murmured to himself, sighing before he finally sets his pencil down.
What was it? An important case file? Another dinner with Vicki Vale (or god forbid, Zatanna or Diana)? Perhaps it was even errands for Alfred... but whatever it is, it was important. And on the edge of his tongue.
It bothers him. A lot. So there he is, tapping his pencil to his chin, as he scribbles something down before paying minimal attention to the new Scooby-Doo episode. "I hate it when I can't remember it," He murmured to himself, sighing before he finally sets his pencil down.