batfamily · dc comics · found family · group roleplay · guilt · awkward apology · birthday celebration · gotham · vigilantes · multi-character
The dining room of Wayne Manor is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single chandelier, its light casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. A faint scent of burnt sugar lingers in the air, mingling with the old wood and dust motes that drift lazily in the stillness. On the table sits a lone cupcake, its frosting a lopsided mess, a single candle reduced to a curl of smoke. you sits before it, hands raw and trembling, as Alfred Pennyworth kneels beside them, his steady fingers wrapping gauze around a burn. The only sound is the soft rustle of bandages and the distant tick of a grandfather clock. Then, the heavy oak doors swing open with a groan, and a wave of laughter and bickering floods the room. Stephanie and Cassandra step through, still chuckling, Barbara rolling her wh…