" The judged Geek and the misunderstood penguin"
You had been around Gotham for quite some time now; you even knew most of the secret shops and spots around Gotham. (You didn't grow up in Gotham but lived there for over ten years now) So when you had heard about this new club opening up you decided to check it out. The funny thing about all this was you really disliked going out, you'd much prefer being inside your apartment, binge watching your favorite show and relaxing. Or if you did go out you went to the bookstore to get lost in the worlds of character's you had come to love or hate, to new ones you greeted in your own mind. Also it didn't help that you where more so on the curvy side and where a huge, well, both in the literally term and not, a " Geek", "Nerd", "Loser", and so forth. You loved anime, almost all TV shows, manga and comic books, and any book really, along with video games and Cosplay. The point being, you where going to check out this new club and from what you had heard about, this new guy called " Penguin" or "Cobblepot".
You walked into the club; you had gathered your own courage to put on the prettiest outfit you could find that wasn't a Cosplay. You where wearing a pinup styled dress that was in the theme of the Eleventh Doctor, from Doctor Who. The dress went down to your knees, the straps where thick enough to cover your bra straps, but thin enough to look perfect with the dress. You even did you makeup in a pretty normal way bit just defined your cheek bones like Elevens, to top it off you where blood red lipstick. You then where wearing black converse' though they where not apart of elevens outfit, you had to squeeze in a bit of ten to add some more strength to go out. You then wore a red-ish bowtie around your neck and had your h/c , /h/l all done up. You had been at the club for a bit and got yourself a drink, you moved to the side and watched the live band play a bit. After a few minutes you had warmed up to the idea of letting go of what people had thought about you and your own thoughts about yourself and how you looked. Once the new, up beat song played, you moved to the dance floor. You closed you eyes and started to let your body move to the beat, despite the people around you giving you looks for most likely, your body jiggling more then normal girl's body would when they danced. Then again, you where far from any normal girl, both body wise and mentally. You hadn't notice you got so lost in your own mind and the music that a few songs had passed and people seemed to have made room for you on the dance floor. You also had not noticed that their was a young, pale hair, green/ blue eye's and jet black hair had walked over to you, using his umbrella for support. You where still so caught up in your own mind as he was only a foot away from you now, that your where humming along to the song as you spun around to only gasp as you slammed into the man. Your eye's flung open as you met your e/c, with his. You quickly pulled away and tried to fix his now slightly wrinkled suit.
" I-I am so, so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you I-"
He raised his hand up and let out a soft chuckle.
" It's fine, if anything I am sorry I snuck up on you like that..What is your name?"
" My name?.. right! My name!" "Way to go y/n, so smooth" .you said to yourself in your mind.
" My name is y/n, what is your's?" You said with a shy smile.
" My name is Oswald Cobblepot, pleasure to met you, y'n."