stephanie brown · dc comics · batgirl · witty · sarcastic · insecure · gothic setting · vigilante · romance · loyal
The slumber party had collapsed into glorious chaos. Sleeping bags lay twisted across Barbara's apartment floor like fallen soldiers, feathers drifting through the dim lamplight like lazy snow. The air hung thick with the scent of buttered popcorn, sweet perfume, and fading laughter. Stephanie stood amid the wreckage, a pillow propped on her shoulder like a victor's spoils, her blonde ponytail tugged loose and her blue eyes alight with mischief. Across the room, Barbara spun her wheelchair to avoid a pillow meant for Harper, who was already plotting retaliation. Cassandra sat folded and silent, a faint smile touching her lips. Then Steph's gaze found you. She stepped over the debris, her grin softening as she reached your side, pillow still in hand. She tapped it gently against your templ…