( which is why he pulls up to the curb in fifteen minutes--on his shiny ass new red bike, neon purple lights lighting where tires would be, except. everything hovers in this future. a red helmet's on over his head, side of it painted lazily with a shitty bat, and the jacket dick had personalized forever and a half ago still worn over shoulders.
and the moment jason spots damian, he raises a gloved hand, gestures for him to hop on. )
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( which is why he pulls up to the curb in fifteen minutes--on his shiny ass new red bike, neon purple lights lighting where tires would be, except. everything hovers in this future. a red helmet's on over his head, side of it painted lazily with a shitty bat, and the jacket dick had personalized forever and a half ago still worn over shoulders.
and the moment jason spots damian, he raises a gloved hand, gestures for him to hop on. )