The night before had been long and grueling and while he could have had just raced home and fallen into his bed, Wally had been entirely out of fuel and...well...food at home. Still, accepting Bruce’s offer to stay and get some food from him as well hadn’t been easy to accept, simply because Wally hated mooching off of people.
The amount of food he needed was insane and sure, Bruce could afford it but it was the principle...
In the end, Wally had had accepted, which was why he woke up earlier than he had intended. His powers kept him from feeling too run over but his stomach complained at him to finally, please, get some food into his system.
Wally got out of bed, sporting his boxers and an oversized shirt that he had borrowed from the closet to make his way out of the room and to the kitchen only to stop. Maybe it would be better to check on Bruce, the night hadn’t been hard on only him.
He carefully made his way over to Bruce’s bedroom and gently knocked on the door before putting his head into the room after opening the door somewhat, his hair sticking in every direction. “Bruce are you-...what?”
Wally even blinked a few times, just to see if he was seeing right. Did Bruce get bigger?!