MAYBE
DISCLAIMER: Nothing is mine.
Batman stood hunkered in the corner, allowing the darkness to shroud him into nigh invisibility. A prick of impatience nipped him. Where the heck was his target? He reached into his utility belt and withdrew his cellphone.
'Where are you Gordon?' He typed, sending the message. He had time to hum one of Kaleo's hits before the commissioner even answered.
'At a crime scene. Dozens of people have been murdered! Where are you?'
His eyes narrowed. Oh yeah, that crime scene. He'd already been there and had it solved. Only thing he needed was to get the information to Gordon. Startling the man was just a bonus. 'It doesn't matter.' He pressed send and busied himself with eating a granola bar—not frozen solid this time thank you—while waiting for Gordon's response.
The reply came shortly, and it was splendid. 'Are you waiting in the dark crevice of my office again?' Batman chuckled around the mouthful of granola bar.
'Possibly,' he sent. This time Gordon's answer came swiftly and was punctuated with angry emojis.
'People are dead in the streets! How long have you been in the corner of my office waiting to startle me?'
Batman smirked. 'Not long. Three or four hours. Oh, I watered your plants for you. You might want to pay a little more attention to the Lace aloe succulent.' He switched his phone to the game Angry Birds 2—sans the volume of course—and prepared to wait a little longer for Gordon.
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