James Gordon was finishing off a piece of pizza. He'd folded it over so he could walk with it. For once, he had a night off. ...Of course, he knew what that meant. He scanned the skyline as he walked.
Where was she?
Every time he got a night off-- he swore it was every time without fail-- the Huntress appeared with some warning or concern. Just once-- once-- he'd like to get through a night to himself without her showing up. He'd managed to take his mom out to dinner, which was amazing enough, but he knew-- he just knew-- he wouldn't get to make it to a bar
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"It was stupid--I'll admit that," Dalia said. "I just--I'm leaving town for a bit. I didn't want anything hanging over me...I couldn't stop thinking about it."
"Wow." He watched her for a minute and ran his hand through his hair again. "You should probably get home. It's not really safe to be out here alone this time of night, y'know."
Where was she?
Every time he got a night off-- he swore it was every time without fail-- the Huntress appeared with some warning or concern. Just once-- once-- he'd like to get through a night to himself without her showing up. He'd managed to take his mom out to dinner, which was amazing enough, but he knew-- he just knew-- he wouldn't get to make it to a bar ( ... )
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He sighed and took a bit of a step back. "You've got to start being more careful."
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