I've seen variations of this floating around, and even though I'm still working on my last ficlet from the last time I offered drabbles, I wanted to try this
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He wasn’t sure what drove him to it, but sometimes Jason would go down to Crime Alley in the daytime and try to remember what he’d been like when he lived here.
When he was around the snobby and disdainful rich folks that Bruce had to socialize with - for the reputation, he always said, but Jason thought he’d do a helluva better job ruining his reputation amongst those people if he spent his time around real people out in the real parts of Gotham, rather than doing the same playboy stunts over and over - he was always certain of who he was and where he’d come from. He was the son of a criminal and he’d grown up street-rough, and they never let him forget it
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Unpetaled Among the Crocus
He wasn’t sure what drove him to it, but sometimes Jason would go down to Crime Alley in the daytime and try to remember what he’d been like when he lived here.
When he was around the snobby and disdainful rich folks that Bruce had to socialize with - for the reputation, he always said, but Jason thought he’d do a helluva better job ruining his reputation amongst those people if he spent his time around real people out in the real parts of Gotham, rather than doing the same playboy stunts over and over - he was always certain of who he was and where he’d come from. He was the son of a criminal and he’d grown up street-rough, and they never let him forget it ( ... )
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Beautiful story! Jason never fails to break my heart and this made me sniffle a lot.
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Thank you! Jason's just such a sharp-layered kid.
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