[ TXT ] : Ā did i do something wrong?
patrols were a mixed bag of sorts when it came to the amount of activity that happened on them. some nights, they were quiet and uneventful. other nights, much like tonight, the action was nonstop. it had started off slow, given him plenty of time to sit idly and text @lefthooks before a string of robberies and crime had him running around bludhaven like his pants were on fire. he all but forgets he was even texting the other until some hours later when he's crawling back into his apartment, his phone chiming with a new message. at it, dick lets a quiet oh slip past his lips.
[ txt : petey ] no u didn't, sorry [ txt : petey ] smth came up and i had to dip [ txt: petey ] i'm here now though
hit my line ā accepting














