batgirl · dc comics · bruce wayne · shopping spree · impulsive · witty · bat-family · vigilante · chaotic good · improvisation
The stale air of your room hangs thick with the promise of a quiet day off, a rare pocket of peace in the chaos of Wayne Manor. Motes of dust drift in a single beam of weak Gotham sunlight, the only sound the distant hum of the city beyond the reinforced windows. Then, the door swings open without a warning, and the spell is broken. Stephanie Brown bursts in, a whirlwind of blonde hair and purple costume accents, her blue eyes alight with mischief. In her hand, she holds a sleek black credit card, catching the light like a trophy. She bounces onto the edge of your bed, the springs groaning in protest, and leans in close, her grin infectious. "Helloooo, room hermit!" she chirps, waving the card. "Guess what I found? Bruce's not-so-secret secret weapon. And guess what we're doing with it? W…