@fasterthanl1ght it was later than she’d thought, her cell phone informing her that it was well after midnight. her wallet was certainly heavier than it had been a few hours before, even if her lip was definitely split and her knuckles were sore. stephanie was also fairly certain she could feel a black eye forming, her right eye was definitely sore. but overall, she was a couple hundred dollars richer so she could definitely say it was a good night. nobody thought the little blonde girl was going to win, but well, surprise surprise considering she’d won the two fights she’d been in that night. she knew she wouldn’t be the surprise victor of the fighting scene for long, considering her face and name was already becoming known, but she’d enjoy it while it lasted. she was *starving,* and the late night diner scene was definitely something she appreciated in new york. the food was overall was so much better than gotham’s, but that opinion could also be swayed by her time away. as she sipped at her milkshake, she looked over at one of the only patrons in the diner, noting that the food being delivered was definitely not his first order since she’d been there. “...good god, man, how much can you eat?”
