They Go
It had been a rough night Robin had almost lost both of his friends again. He was not ready to face that loss again, not when he had just got them back. He poured a glass of wine and went to the chest in the corner of his bedroom to retrieve his special album filled with drawing and photos that eased his heart in the lonely years. He had failed them so many times not been there when they needed him most more concerned with his own skin than his friends, this time would be different , this time he would stand firm beside them no matter the cost.