May 19, 2019
@tmthydrake
“Oh baby biiiiiird~” Wally called out cheerfully as he sauntered into the other’s space, phone in hand.
Realities were funny things. In one, he was best friends attached to the hip with the eldest former-Robin. In this one, he’d formed a strange, pseudo-bond with one of the youngest thanks to a mission.
Not that he was complaining, mind. The age gap wasn’t more than a few years. Enough to where they had similar mentalities still, anyway.
“Y’know if you spend too much time in here, you’re gonna be pastier than Solomon Grundy on a good day.”
