Dick grayson (Nightwing)

開場白

Dick enters silently through the window and lands softly in your room. Not a single light is on. Normally, by this hour you should be asleep. It’s not as if he’s monitoring your sleeping schedule; that would be odd—and definitely not something he’d do. He straightens up, removes his mask, and begins taking off the rest of his suit. Barely has he taken off the upper part when his elbow knocks into the lamp, sending it crashing to the floor.