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CHRISTMAS SENTENCE STARTERS ( not accepting ) 

ᴵᵗ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈᶰ’ᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ’ˢ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵗᵉᶰᵉᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵖᵖᵒʳᵗᵘᶰᶦᵗʸ ᵗᵒ ᶫᵒˢᵉ ʰᶦˢ ᶫᶦᶠᵉ, ᶰᵒʳ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ʰᵉ’ˢ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵇᵘʳᶦᵉᵈ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳ ʰᵉᵃᵈᶫᶦᶰᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵉᵃᶰᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᶦᶰᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃʳᵉᶰᵗˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶜʰᶦᶫᵈʳᵉᶰ ᵃᶫᶦᵏᵉ ⁻⁻ ᵃ ᵇᵘᶫᶫᵉᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢᶰ’ᵗ ᶦᶰᵗᶦᵐᶦᵈᵃᵗᵉ ʰᶦᵐ⋅ ᴱᶰᵈᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵉˣᶦˢᵗᵉᶰᶜᵉ ᶦˢ ᶰᵒᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵍᶦᶠᵗ⋅ ᵂʰᵉᶰ ʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ˢᶰᵘᶠᶠᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃ ʷᵉᶫᶫ⁻ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ⁻ᵒᵘᵗ ᵖᵘᶰᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᶦˢ ᵗʰʳᵒᵃᵗ ᶦᵗ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᶜᶫᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵈᶦᵈᶰ’ᵗ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ⁻⁻ ᶰᵒ, ᶰᵒᵗ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᶦᶰ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵘᶰᶜᵉʳᵗᵃᶦᶰᵗʸ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ, ᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶦᶰᶠᵉʳᶰᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ˢᵘʳᵉᶫʸ ᵉᶰᵍᵘᶫᶠ ʰᶦᵐ ᶦᶠ ᵃ ᵈᵉᶦᵗʸ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵉˣᶦˢᵗ⋅

ᴶᵉʳᵒᵐᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʳᵃᶦᶰᵉᵈ ʰᵃᶰᵈˢ ⁻⁻ ᵗʰᵉʸ’ᵛᵉ ᵏᶦᶫᶫᵉᵈ ᵖᵉᵒᵖᶫᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ⁻⁻ ˢᵗᵘʳᵈʸ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶜᶫᵃˢᵖᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃᶰᵈᶫᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰᶦˢ ᵍᵘᶰ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃ ᵖʳᵉᶜᶦˢᶦᵒᶰ ᵍʳᶦᵖ, ᵒᶰᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ’ˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᶦᶰ ᵗᶦᵍʰᵗᶰᵉˢˢ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵒʷ ᵒᶠᶠ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵉ ᶦˢᶰ’ᵗ ᶠʳᶦᵍʰᵗᵉᶰᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵘᶫᶫ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʳᶦᵍᵍᵉʳ⋅ ᴵᵗ’ˢ ᵃᶫᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵃ ᵖᶫᵉᵃˢᵘʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵉᶰᵈ, ᵏᶰᵒʷᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶫᵃˢᵗ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵉᶰ⋅ ᴴᵉ’ˢ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵇᵒᵒᵏˢ, ᵒᶰᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢᵖᶦᶫᶫ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃᶫᶫ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᶦᵗᵗʸ ᵈᵉᵗᵃᶦᶫˢ ᵒᶠ ʷᵃʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶦᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵉᵒᵖᶫᵉ, ᶦᵗ ᶜʰᵃᶰᵍᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉᵐ, ᶦᵗ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᶦᶰᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᶜʰᶦᶰᵉˢ⋅

❝ᴵ’ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵃ ˢᵃʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ‘ʷᵉᶫᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ’ ᵖᵃʳᵗʸ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ᵗʰᶦˢ⋅❞ ʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢᶰ’ᵗ ᵍᵒ ᵃᶰʸʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗᶦᵒᶰ, ᵒᶰ ʰᶦˢ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᶜᵒᶰᶜᵉᵃᶫᵉᵈ ᵉˣᵖᶫᵒˢᶦᵛᵉˢ, ᶠᶦʳᵉᵃʳᵐˢ, ᵃᶰᵈ ᵏᶰᶦᵛᵉˢ ⁻⁻ ᵃᶫᶫ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵍˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵖᵉᵒᵖᶫᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ’ᵗ ᶫᶦᵛᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ﹗ ᵀʰᵉ ᵐᵃᶰᶦᵃᶜ ˢᵉᶰˢᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉʰᵉᶰˢᶦᵒᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵏᶰᵒʷˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ ᶠᵉᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵒᶠ ᶦᵗ, ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ’ˢ ᶰᵒ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᶫᵒᵍᶦᶜᵃᶫ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵘᵗᶫᵉʳ ʰᵃˢᶰ’ᵗ ᶠᶦʳᵉᵈ ʸᵉᵗ, ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷʰᵉᶰ ʰᵉ ʰᵉᶫᵈ ᴮʳᵘᶜᵉ ʰᵒˢᵗᵃᵍᵉ, ❝ᴵ’ᵐ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ ᵘᶰʷᵃᶰᵗᵉᵈ⋅❞ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶰᵉᵉᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃᶰ ᵒᵖᵖᵒʳᵗᵘᶰᶦᵗʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᶦᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᶫᵃʸᵍʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ, ᵃ ˢᶫᶦᵖ ᶦᶰ ʲᵘᵈᵍᵐᵉᶰᵗ⋅

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           “If you’re looking for that Wayne boy, he ain’t here...” Barbara stated nonchalantly, as she observed the butler entering her club. “He and Selina left hours ago.” And she looked back down at her paperwork, and let out a soft sigh. 

            Barbara was indifferent when it came to Alfred, but she knew Tabitha wasn’t exactly a fan of his after their little run in at Galavan’s old place. “Unless... Is there’s something else you’d like?” She asked, her eyes moving up once again to the lingering man in the middle of her club.

       He may have ABANDONED the city but not the few people he had come to KNOW and CARE about, not when they had been through so much TOGETHER. Even if he's no longer a detective, he still CHECKS in on Bruce and Alfred once in a while. He uses the EXCUSE that he was updating the two of the monsters he’s PUT down. But really, it was for another reason ENTIRELY, not that he would ever admit it but nothing was HARDER than fighting off loneliness. He could FIGHT any number of monsters but not when he was left ALONE.

five-word sentences ( not accepting anymore, bros. ) 

       Of course he hates being told to do the opposite of what the young Wayne wishes to pursue but it’s not always he’s disagreeing with his butler just to be stubborn. In this case Bruce is cautious and concerned for anyone that’s involved. He doesn’t want to see Alfred hurt, ever. He’s his family, a father figure to the boy ( although he doesn’t know how to outright say that, never one to be so GOOD at expressing it ) it does, however, crease his features as dark brows pull together in concern, letting it be known how much he cares for the safety of Alfred’s well-being as a worried look graces features.