#lolololol she's like.....he's so fucking weirdd

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‘ i’m not half as bad as what you’ve been told . ’ bruce x cloud || @bondgirl

Cloud takes a bite of her dinner and thinks hard on his words. “I never said you were bad. I’ve just heard things about you that were… questionable,” she expresses to him casually, before taking a sip of her wine as she attempts to read the stoic man before her. He looks like he’s taking this seriously, but it’s difficult to tell since she doesn’t know him well enough to read his body language in entirety. Right now he’s a bit of a puzzle, and all she knows from asking around is that he’s a bit of recluse hermit when he wants to be, and when he’s not he’s a bit of a hoe. Which, she does not mind. If he wants to see other people during their arrangement, she’s fine with it as long as she gets to see people, too.

And while she’s willing to go through with this arrangement her parents set up between them, she’s not entirely sure if she wants to jump into it without asking questions. She does not want to be involved with someone who’s been described in a way that makes her wonder if he’ll be a nightmare to be around.

“Like, I’ve heard you stay out all night. I’m absolutely fine with that, but I do need to know you won’t make me look foolish. If you see people while we’re together, you will need to do it lowkey. As I will do the same, if that’s the case. Also, the whole double life as a whole. You don’t have to tell me what you do, I will just need the occasional phone call or text to make sure you’re not dead in a ditch somewhere,” she says casually, with an attempt to not sound like she’s hounding, “I mean, Gotham is an incredibly sketchy place and you do have a target on your head simply by being who you are.”

She shrugs lightly and takes a sip of her wine. “So, no, I don’t think you’re bad. I just think there are things about you that are confusing, and you’re difficult to read. I’m not a fan of that typically, but I want to make my parents happy and I’m willing to make this arrangement work because of it. But are you, is what I want to know before jumping into this?” Her eyebrow arches as her lips stain the wine glass and she places it on the table. “Are you?” Which, she probably won’t receive honestly, but it’s worth a shot.