The blonde bounced her legs gently on the bumper of her car as she played a game on her phone while awaiting the tow truck. Stupid car breaking down; maybe it was time to get a new one… but she loved her purple car. Could you blame her? It was purple! A smile moved across her face but it dropped. Oh god, what if Dick needed to leave his house for something and found her broken down on the roadside. She’d look like such a fool and probably a lot like a stalker who was finding any excuse to be around him. Oh god… 

A small hand moved over her face and pulled down her features as the thought went through her mind. That would be highly embarrassing and god knows she ‘needed’ that right now. She didn’t want to bombard him with attention and bug him with more and more company when he most likely just wanted to settle in. Her head turned up, hearing a light sound of an engine echoing along the road only to see that it was a motorcycle with… great…

When he climbed off of his bike she slid herself off of the hood of her car and put her phone in her pocket then placed her hands on her hips. Her foot tapped lightly against the pavement under her feet and it became very apparent that she was not happy with the sudden appearance of Nightwing.

“Listen,” She said sharply as he rambled on about her father, “I don’t know what you ‘think’ you know but my father is a good man. He’s an entrepreneur who brings businesses out of their depths, helps people find jobs and allows people to grow. I don’t know enough about his business to be able to answer that but I will say that someone who’s from a rich family will normally be targets for kidnappings. That’s what happens in this town. Your suspicions are completely misplaced and I feel more stalked than I do protected at this point.”

She took in a deep breath and pulled her right hand from her hip and held it up. “I know I shouldn’t be ungrateful for you saving me at the Iceberg Lounge but at the same time; you’re insulting my father and it feels like you’re stalking me.” Her gaze moved to the ground, her foot kicking against the pavement. She didn’t want to be mean to him but at the same time, this was getting out of hand. “Everyone’s been after my dad lately, probing me with questions and demanding answers…” Her caramel gaze moved up to look at Nightwing as her hand dropped back to her side. “He’s all I have and everyone’s treating him like he’s a bad guy but he’s not. You have no evidences, just suspicions and that’s what get good people in a lot of trouble. Please just, just leave my dad alone Nightwing.”