For as long as she could remember, she had been wandering the streets of Gotham, finding shelter where she could and trying to provide for herself with the little she had. She had long ago sold the only valuables she owned, which were also her last remaining ties to her parents, just so she could get some money to eat for a few nights. But now, she was so dehydrated and dizzy from five days of not eating or sleeping, she didn't even know where she was anymore. Her eyesight began to dim, and the last thing she saw before collapsing was the dark outline of a man leaping off the roof to stand beside her.
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Batman sighed in frustration. He didn't particularly do charity cases, but he had just happened to be on his home when he noticed the girl collapse. With all kinds of dangerous criminals wandering the streets of Gotham, he couldn't very well leave her lying there for the taking. Scooping her up, he figured he would let her rest and get her cleaned up, and then help her get back to her home. And with that, Bruce Wayne, also known as Batman, the caped crusader and dark vigilante of the night, disappeared into the shadows.
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Sofia groaned as light assaulted her eyes. Rolling over, she saw that she was in a bed. A very LARGE, very comfortable bed. Sitting up, she looked around, blinking so her eyes could adjust. Where was she? Sofia started when she heard a soft, cheerful British accent from the other side of the room.
"Good morning miss. How are you feeling today?"
Sofia turned heard head to meet the eyes of a kind looking elderly gentleman in a suit. Smiling hesitantly she replied,
"Much better thank you. But where am I ?"
"You are in Mr. Wayne's penthouse," the older man responded as he began to open the drapes more, "and my name is Alfred."
"Wayne? As in, Bruce Wayne?!"
"The very same."
Resting her head in one hand, Sofia voiced aloud, though more to herself,
"What happened?"
Well miss," the man who was now known as Alfred replied, "It is to my understanding that on his way home last night, Mr. Wayne saw you collapse in the street. He brought you here to recover. If you would like, the bathroom is right there so that you may clean up and I will have breakfast waiting for you when you are done."
"That would be great," Sofia smiled, getting up on wobbly legs, "Thank you Alfred."
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As soon as Alfred left, Sofia noticed that she was wrapped in a very fuzzy bathrobe, making her blush. She prayed to God it wasn't Mr. Wayne who undressed her. Letting her mind wander, she stepped out of the robe and into the steaming shower.
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After cleaning herself up, Sofia walked back into the bedroom to find her clothes had been laid out on the bed and were freshly laundered. Dressing quickly, Sofia pulled her damp hair into a low ponytail as she followed the savory smell of breakfast wafting in from the kitchen.
"Feeling better?"
Smiling at the older man, Sofia pulled herself up onto one of the stools that faced the island. Nodding, her eyes widened and she practically started to drool when Alfred chuckled as he placed a large, heaping plate of food in front of her. As Sofia began to dig in, Alfred watched her from the corner of his eye as he cleaned up, before asking
"If I'm not being too bold, may I inquire your name miss?"
Taking a sip of her cranberry juice, Sofia wiped her mouth delicately with her napkin before answering softly,
"Sofia. Sofia Simmons."
"Well Miss Simmons, is there anything else I can do for you?"
Standing up, Sofia kept her eyes to the floor. "Thank You Alfred," she smiled, "but I think I've caused you and Mr. Wayne more trouble than I'm worth. I think I will just go before Mr. Wayne gets back."
As she turned to leave, Alfred went to try and stop her, but he didn't even open his mouth when the front door opened and Mr. Wayne walked in. Whom Sofia walked straight into. As she was knocked off balance, she was stopped from falling back by two hands gripping her arms firmly, but gently. Helping her to stand upright once more Bruce asked,
"Are you alright?"
Sofia looked up to meet Bruce Wayne's deep blue eyes, when suddenly the floor seemed very comfy looking. Groaning, Sofia began to sway.
"I don't feel so-"
And before Bruce could grab her again, Sofia fell to the floor unconscious.