rope to tie
unrated, 1/? chapters, no batman AU
Heβs just begun to fruitlessly pick at his hair when thereβs a bang, harsh and loud, and he ducks, dropping his comb. The second one makes him tuck and roll out of the room, reaching for a weapon. Heβs got his hand on a loose wingding when there comes a harsh hiss. Water under a lot of pressure cracking off of tile. Dick creaks up into a crouch, poking his head around the doorframe, staying low. His shower is suddenly working again, water hammering into the stall and sluicing out onto the floor. His drain, never very functional, appears to have given up entirely. It takes him half the wall to find the damn pipes and turn the water off, the shower blasting like a machine gun the whole time. For a moment thereβs quiet, just water dripping. His phone rings where he left it on the counter, jumping with the vibration. BRUCE, it reads. Dick answers. βYou will not fucking believe the morning I am having,β Dick says. βEverything happens to me. Iβve told you about my landlord, right?β βDick,β Bruce says. Something in his voice makes the hair on the back of Dickβs neck rise. - Dick has a bad day.
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