When your brothers presesure you to hang out with them…
Tim: I kind of have plans.
Dick: You have another family?
Tim: Yeah, I, uh… I have a date.
Damian: You have a date?
Tim: Yes! I have a date.
Dick: With a… girl?
Tim: No, with a crouton. *rolls eyes* What is so strange about me having a date?
Jason: With a crouton?
Let me know how Tim’s crouton date goes
Jason: *laughing with the rest of the Batboys as they enter the Batcave* Look, there’s our little cassanova –
Batboys: *stop dead in their tracks*
Tim: *sobbing over a coffee mug*
Dick: You… okay, Tim?
Tim: *turns to face them, tears staining his scrunched face* Sh-she d-d-drowned…
Dick: She what…?
Jason: Woah, woah, woah –
Damian: What did you do to her, Drake?? Where exactly did you take her to??
Duke: Uhhh… Who’s “her”?
Tim: *shoves the mug towards them, spilling coffee on the ground*
Tim: *pointing at a soggy crouton floating pathetically in the black fluid* Her!
Dick: Ooookay. *carefully pries the mug off of Tim’s grip* Time for bed.
Jason: *fireman-carries a sobbing Tim away from the Batcomputer*
Duke: So… We’re just gonna pretend like this didn’t happen, right?
Damian: -Tt-
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That’s how dates usually go when you decide to stay in a cave and work on cases all day, @kittyofalltrades .
Well that was….. expected. RIP to his crouton date.

Tim: *mumbling in his sleep* Oh, you like long walks on the beach? How about it, Ms. C? Wanna go for a diiii — *ZzzZzz*
Jason: See, @usuallyfoundinbookstores?