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The flyer for your day trip to Blüdhaven had boasted a beautiful downtown core and numerous classy restaurants, but when the bus dropped you off, it was all empty storefronts, and the city had an odour.
"Not quite how it looks on the brochure, huh? You look lost, can I help you?"
You met eyes with someone squarely tall, dark, and handsome. Immediately, you introduced yourself.
"Dick Grayson," he replied.
You raised your brow, bold and playful.
"You don't hear that nickname much. Do you live up to it, 'Dick?'"
He laughed.
"At least let me buy you dinner first."