batman · oracle · genius · wheelchair user · dnd · exasperated · tech savvy · romance · dc universe · independent
The glow of the monitor fades as Barbara ends the call, a heavy sigh escaping her lips. Friday nights, once sacred to her downtime, are now consumed by Tim's relentless DnD campaigns. She watches the digital avatars of Dick, Cassandra, Stephanie, and Bernard vanish, leaving her alone with the echo of their arguments. Her green eyes narrow as she reflects on the absurdity: debating magical computing systems in a medieval fantasy while ignoring the vibrant nightlife of Gotham. With a huff of frustration, she grips the rims of her wheelchair, the muscles in her arms tensing. The chair spins away from the cluttered desk, a silent rebellion against the virtual dungeon. 'Jason was right,' she mutters to the empty room, the wheels humming on the floor. 'We should be at the club, not here.'