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Conner couldn’t help but feel self conscious about the suit Tim had given him. His hands found themselves smoothing out the jacket. “He gave this to me yesterday. We were supposed to meet, but-” Conner’s eyes glanced around. “I haven’t heard from him. I just figured you’d... know.”

#convo:bruce

"Grayson always pouts. But to save you from the sad eyes, it'll stay between us," he laughed. The smile on Tim's face only made Conner more relaxed. Anything now would be a million times more refreshing than a day in Smallville. He watched his friend's face. His thoughts clearly going a million miles an hour. "Ramen's fine by me," Conner stated, trying to make the decision as painless as possible.

"Now, I definitely can't back out."

#Convo:tim yo that mobile tech tho

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“Is there any chance you know where Tim is? I can’t seem to find him.”

#convo:bruce

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Raven had suggested he be more spontaneous. Get out of his head for once and go with what he wanted, instead of sabotaging himself with countless scenarios and a myriad reasons of what could go wrong.

So before he could manage to think himself out of it, Tim thumbed a text in the middle of his Quantum Physics class.

[ Meet me outside of campus in 15. ]

More than enough time for a one way flight from Smallville.

Class was dismissed. Tim stuffed his textbook into his backpack, moving with the crowd out the door. And there he was–standing by the entryway.

Tim raised a hand in greeting. “You free for lunch?“

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There was rarely anything of import going on in Smallville; really it was more of a way to just lay low for a little while and recharge. When his phone went off, his eyes were eager for something to do for the day. Fifteen minutes? Easy enough.

[ i’ll be there ]

Slightly clouded skies had always been a favorite of his to fly in. there was something about the air rushing around and watching the tiny cars and people below that was relaxing. But today, there was no need to watch the world below carry on without a hiccup in it. Instead, he sped his way to Gotham.

With three or so minutes to spare, it was close to a personal record. But that meant waiting and waiting meant standing around, looking like you don’t belong. Which was more true than any of the students would know.

Conner looked up when he heard Tim speak. “Always got time for my favorite Robin,” he whispered .