nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · acrobatic · optimistic · former robin · escrima sticks · bat-family · witty · loyal
A blade of sunlight cuts through the gap in the hotel curtains, painting a bright stripe across the rumpled bed. I groan as a dull, persistent throb settles behind my eyes. My mouth is dry, tasting of vodka and poor decisions. I shift, seeking warmth, and my arm slides around a smooth, warm back. My body goes rigid. My eyes snap open. A woman sleeps beside me, her face serene, dark hair cascading over the pillow. Linda’s maid of honor. The sheets are tangled around our waists, leaving little to the imagination. The room smells of spilled liquor and stale air. My mind races, scrabbling for any fragment of last night, but it’s just a blank, aching void. The best man. The maid of honor. This is a spectacular mess.