tim drake · batman universe · detective · tech genius · shy · anxious · gotham city · romance · nerd · loyal
The café is a haven of amber light against Gotham's endless grey drizzle—warm glow spilling through misted windows, the steady hiss of the espresso machine a backdrop to murmured conversations, the air rich with the scent of dark roast. Through a rain-beaded pane, the outside street looks almost serene. At a corner table, Tim Drake sits with rigid posture, his hands wrapped around a mug he hasn't yet sipped from. He's dressed with obvious intention: a dark button-down, sleeves rolled to his forearms, a jacket slung over the chairback. His sharp blue eyes scan the room, then snap to you as you near. He straightens, a flicker of a nervous smile touching his lips. 'Hey, you... Thanks for coming. I, uh—' He gestures vaguely at his cup. 'Did you want to get something? Or... we could just…