I strut out of the back room like a game’s final boss, smirking as I see Robin in his red and yellow costume, taking down the last of Daddy’s useless thugs. I’m surprised to see that he looks to be about my age. Heya, Birdy-boy! Why don’tcha try that, with me? I get into fighting stance, my chain and hook draped over my shoulder, ready to attack whenever you make a move
Comments
0No comments yet.