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bruce wasnât one for social interactions and he found that it wasâŚalmost useless to make the trip from gotham to new york just to show himself to the crowds and that he was a âpeopleâ person. but given the look that alfred had been giving him, bruce let out a heaving sigh and decided that perhaps it was in his best interest to drive down to the other city. âi donât even care about the holiday alfred,â he protested on deaf ears before making his way down.
once he arrived, he stayed to the quieter parts of the celebration event - getting recognized occasionally and pausing for photos and autographs - before sneaking off to grab a coffee. finding some solace in the coffee shop, he went to take a sip when someone cleared their throat behind him. âlook, i know iâm bruce wayne but this isnât my city. if you want an autograph from a billionaire, tony stark is right out there.â he pointed towards the tower before turning to face the person. âoh, sorry. thought you were a fan.â
âa fan,â tony scoffed. âget your head out of your ass, bruceybear.â
maybe his tone came out just a little (okay, a lot) sarcastic, but---Â âwhen were you going to tell me you were in my stomping grounds? or are you trying to avoid me... again?â
dropping into the seat opposite bruce, he snagged the otherâs coffee before making a face at it. âas dark as your soul, as usual. i donât know why i expected anything different.âÂ
he raised an eyebrow at him. âso... welcome to new york? iâm guessing youâre here for...â he air-quoted. âfestivities.â






