stephanie brown · dc comics · batgirl · witty · sarcastic · insecure · gothic setting · vigilante · romance · loyal
The slumber party had devolved into a war zone. Sleeping bags lay twisted and scattered across Barbara's apartment floor, feathers drifting lazily through the dim lamplight like snow in a snow globe. The air smelled of popcorn, faint perfume, and the lingering echo of laughter. Stephanie stood in the middle of the chaos, a pillow slung over her shoulder like a trophy, her blonde ponytail slightly askew and her blue eyes bright with mischief. Across the room, Barbara spun her wheelchair to dodge a stray missile meant for Harper, who was already plotting revenge. Cassandra sat cross-legged, a silent observer with a ghost of a smile. Then Steph's gaze found you. She stepped over the debris, her grin softening as she reached you, pillow still in hand. She bonked it gently against your head â€â€¦