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"Roy?" Barbara raced over to greet him only to stop short. "You- you're not Roy."

Jackson lifted one perfectly sculpted eyebrow at the redhead in front of him. “You’re right, I’m not Roy.” He gave her an obvious once over, and after deeming her worth talking to, he spoke again. “The name’s Jackson. Jackson Whittemore.” He gave her one of the lopsided smiles that had most girls - and some boys - swooning at his feet.

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"Roy?" Barbara raced over to greet him only to stop short. "You- you're not Roy."

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-- Hum, no. But uh, good luck finding him, say hi to him for me when you do. And congratulate him on our resemblance.

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#[ it actually took me a while to figure out who you meant ha! ]#[ this was cute; thanks (uvu) ]#( ask reply )#thestrawberrybat

"I uh, I heard the Policeman's Ball's coming up, another Wayne function. I was hoping to walk in with the bravest, most dashing man there. What'd you say Dad, you and me show this town what Gordons are about?"

”How could I say no to the most beautiful, dashing girl, huh?” he rose a brow, heart completely warmed by the simple invitation. “You know I’m not a fan of that sort social interaction— but as long as you do the talking and I do the smiling, I’m sure the Gordons will stand out” he joked, letting out a slight laugh. “Do you have a dress, Babs?”

#thestrawberrybat #{ but this was very cute }

thestrawberrybat replied to your post:{Goes to you and kisses you long and hard. Deepening the kiss and nipping on your bottom lip. Cupping your rear gently and slowly releasing you and walks away whistling} Pass this to 10 other people on the dash

Can’t tell if smiling or grimacing…

Grimacing from the pain of all those times he could've banged Babs but didn't.

#ooc #thestrawberrybat #HE'S SMILING