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“Venti sized ice americano. No water and five extra shots. Here.” Tim grumbled, placing his card on the counter, not taking his eyes off of his phone.
“Just do drugs at this point.” The barista snarked, snatching the card.
The comment made Tim lookup and he opened his mouth to reply but the words died on his tongue.
Staring up at him was his childhood hero. Blue eyes stared back at Tim, uninterested as he waited for Tim to put in his pin.
How was he alive? He had died before Tim was living with the Waynes. Dick had mentioned how torn apart Bruce was. Mentioned how he'd gone in a rage fit and almost killed the Joker. Tim had realised that after Jason’s… apparent passing, Bruce had put in effort to not let any of his kids go through what Jason went through. He was more involved with his kids' lives.
And now Jason Peter Todd was alive, breathing right in front of his eyes. And apparently operating a coffee shop by the looks of it.
“Dude? God, you Wayne kids are all the same.” Jason muttered under his breath, putting in Tim’s pin number on his own and verifying the payment.
A silent voice in Tim’s mind reminded him to change his pin but it didn’t really matter since Jason Fucking Todd was alive!!
Tim opened his mouth to say something, anything but realized he could have some fun with this. Thanking Jason as he grabbed his coffee, he turned around, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
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