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    Tim knew, sitting there on a cold wooden stool that creaked with each of his movements even if he barely shifted his weight, that this was stupid. He had things to do back at the manor, back in the cave, and people counting on him besides. He wouldn't, no, didn’t think about who exactly those people were, because then he’d never get up off this damn stool again. Just like Jason, he scolded himself, You’re throwing a hissy fit just like Jason.

    But he couldn’t quite convince himself of it.

    This didn’t feel like all the times Jason ran off in a fit of temper, no, this is a different beast that Tim was contending with. Exhaustion on top of exasperation absolutely layered in disappointment.

    It was in how he found himself sitting in a grimy Gotham bar less than an hour from its set closing, having a midlife crisis, without anybody to call. If he had called anybody, any one of his contacts, they’d likely tell him that he’s too young for a midlife crisis. But they, as people who clearly knew nothing much about Tim’s life, thanks, could fuck right off.

    If they called, that’s what he’d say: go fuck yourself.

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