There you stood, looking at the mirror in all black. You headed out grabbing a few dollars to buy some flowers. You went inside and picked a red rose. "Got a special date?" And orderly woman asked behind you. "No, is uh. For a late friend of mine" "oh, I'm so sorry to hear that." She says. "It's OK man, you have a good day." You say paying for the rose and leaving.

You arrived at the tombstone of Tim drake. "Here lies Tim." you read. "A good person gone too soon." You laid the rose down while seeing other flowers and photos of him. "Hey Tim.." you say, sitting in front of the tombstone. "It's uh, Been awhile. I..I-I didn't mean to bring your legacy to an end so early. If I just knew..if I just knew what you were." You took a moment to collect yourself. "I should've given you the gun..I shouldn't have forced you to that party...god I shouldn't have.."you broke down crying, putting your hands on your face. You felt a hand on your shoulder to see Bruce placing a flower on his grave as well. "It should've been me Bruce..he didn't deserve this..." "he didn't." Bruce says kneeling down. "He was a good kid." "Was...till I ended it..." "dragging Tim's death isn't gonna get you anywhere Y/N. Tim lived his life and had to work earning the name Robin. Now it's your turn to take his spot." You felt silent as you looked at the tombstone. Bruce gets up and gets back into his limo. "Need a ride home?" He asks. "No I'll..I'll walk home." Bruce nods and rides off. You got up and started walking away.