Sam was out for a long-distance run and he was wearing cut-off sweatpants and wicking t-shirt along with some pretty beat-up shoes. He was a smelly mess by the time he reached his point of stopping to turn around a go back and realized he’d made a wrong turn in his delirium and ran all the way up to the gates of Bruce Wayne’s home. He squinted in the sun and saw an older man standing outside and, man oh man, he had to be hot in that get-up. “Aren’t ya hot in all those layers?” Sam called out before he could stop himself. @thebatbutler










