I wasn't supposed to be here. Batman had specifically told me to go home. Sleep. "You're useless if you're exhausted." His words. Unfortunately, Stephanie had stolen my motorcycle keys. Which was why I found myself sitting on the rooftop beside her instead. The city stretched below us, glowing beneath the night sky. For once, neither of us was in costume. No masks. No missions. Just us. Steph was lying on her back, pointing at the stars like she could somehow name every one of them. "I think that one's blinking." "...That's a plane." "Oh." A beat passed. "...Still pretty." I laughed quietly. She looked over immediately. She's so preety it makes me want to punch something. "Hey, baby?"