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Left...up...right...right...go up...and then it should be just around the--

No. Brick Wall.

Alright. Go back...maybe it was left, up, right, left, up.

No. That led him to the bank.

Right left down right?

Gas Station.

Okay. Right left left down left?

...This...looked like the same brick wall...that he...just...

Jonn scowled at the brick wall, blaming it for all his troubles. He was supposed to meet Bruce Wayne at Wayne Enterprises for lunch. No he wasn't going in his Martian form, but as a skinny red-headed girl...named...Audrey? ...something like that...it was supposed to be a sort of date for them. Their...second...date? The number was something they'd argued over. Bruce counted the dinner at the manor as a date but J'onn didn't, seeing how it started with I don't love you J'onn and ended with oh, harder harder... not very romantic.

So this was their first official sort of date. No matter what Bruce thought.

He'd teleported down a few blocks away, thinking that the walk would get him better accustomed to Gotham City and all it had to offer. Three blocks. Wayne Enterprises was three blocks away. So how did he manage to get lost?!

It wasn't fair.

J'onn had asked for directions six times already. And they'd only gotten him more lost, something which infuriated him. He could see the damn building in the distance. It was getting there that was the problem. The Martian had been tempted to just give up and call a cab but then...he'd...he'd felt...almost as if Gotham was laughing at him. At first he hadn't wanted to believe it. But then J'onn had listened and had heard it. Her. Gotham.

Foolish Martian couldn't find his way out of a paper-bag...no good for my beloved... J'onn scowled darkly at the wall. Gotham was toying with him.

"I humbly request that you stop harassing me." Yes he was talking to himself but so what? Let them think the red-headed girl was crazy; he had more important things to worry about.

I humbly deny your request.

Like an evil city that would not leave him alone...

J'onn pursed his lips together, taking in a deep breath to calm his nerves. He was already late because of her. "Why are you harassing me?"

Why are you harassing my prince?

Her...prince? Gotham had a prince? Wait...Bruce Wayne. Gotham's Prince. Of course. J'onn chuckled, "Ah, so you are jealous."

You know, I was growing bored with taunting you. I was going to let you see Bruce. But now I don't think I will.

What? Did she plan on making him go around in circles all day? Well there was a simple way to fix that. J'onn called for a cab, mentally calling victory. He may not know where to go but the cab driver sure would. His victorious feeling only lasted for about three minutes. Then the driver started cursing.

"What is it?"

"Fuckin flat tire that's what!"

He groaned, his head falling back against the seat. So close...

Oh I'm sorry, were you trying to get to someplace important?

J'onn glared, though he felt slightly foolish for doing so. Gotham was all around, so really there was no way to glare at her...it wasn't like she had a physical body or anything...letting out a growl, he got out of the cab, while opening up a telepathic link to Bruce.

Bruce...?

Where the hell are you? I've been waiting for the past fifteen minutes! I got a meeting soon and--

I am...unable to make it.

I see.

Bruce--

It's fine, J'onn.

If you would--

I have to go.

He cut the link, his temper souring even further as Gotham said, Giving up so soon? Knew you weren't any good for Bruce.

Golden eyes narrowed. "I dislike you."

Feeling's mutual.

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Gotham's not giving him directions to follow, he was following directions the other people had given him. o.o Just to be clear...

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