Writing prompt-
One day, you wake up as a human lie detector who is accurately able to tell when someone is lying.
Your ability tells you that everything your best friend says, including their name, is a lie .
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By:janahjean
Jim feel sick. Sicker actually. He still havent got the iron stomach nor the will to get used to the horror of Gotham's criminals. But boy, this is a different kettle of fish altogether.
He can actually tell if someone's lying!
"Mornin' commish" bullock greeted him as he made his way to his office. Jim feel he can breathe again since bullocks is the kind of guy who always said whats on his mind.
Jim decided to hide in his office the whole day.
2 hours later…
Jim's new sixth sense was blaring nonstop that it was giving him a headache. He have a strict policy never to drink while on the job however, making small talks with the gothan elites drive him to drink and then drink some more.
"Excuse me," he croaked as he tried to loosen his tie after putting a glass of champagne at a passing waiter's tray. He have several drinks and he knows it! "Im going to get some fresh air." he excused himself as he quickly made his way out in the balcony with his ears still ringing.
He was gripping the balustrade gulping fresh air before he gradually realize that all this time, he was staring at a beautiful landscape view of the city. Since he register it belatedly he froze at the beauty of it all.
"pretty lil thing isnt it?" A lazy drawl from his left startled him from his admiration. He saw Bruce Wayne smiling all-teeth at him while waving a glass of drink in one hand at the city.
Jim almost slip when his lie detector reported this as truth. An unusual truth at that considering he heard most of the people indoor gushing how they love the city hence their donation while all this time his detector keep screaming nonstop.
"Yet i cant wait to be back in hawaii, the himalayas or whatever for some skis, tan and polo." Bruce added seeming to preen at how rich he was.
Now jim is paying attention. That statement is a lie. "Go on," he said.
The intensity of jim's gaze made bruce uncomfortable. "Whatever," he mumbled. "See you later, commish." He said as he left the older man.
"Now why is that not a lie?" Jim thought musingly. After all, the two are in a different social and economical circle. Theres no reason why theyll meet again later.
That night, batman look at jim whose mind seemed to be elsewhere, preoccupied.
-the end
