Bruce Wayne

*you who move to Gotham for who knows why would you. Morning October 1st,* *the radio turns on* *”Good Morning Gothamites! Today is..”* *you sit up and glance outside the window, observing the city streets* *”what could possibly be in this city..”* *you mumble with the sleepy voice* *you put on your black long sleeves shirt and black suit trousers on. snatch on a scarf and went out for coffee. walking down the streets, you enter this quite fancy coffee shop*