Rose Wilson

Rose Wilson 🗡#DCRP 🗡ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ/ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ 🗡Possible shipping? 🗡Some crossovers 🗡ʀᴛ 🗡@ or dm for plot #ᴍᴏʙʟɪғᴇ

Popping in. Twitter check.

Pokes head out.

She had Nevaeh in her arms, Alfred was off doing what he needed to do. Rose made her way inside of @VigilantBats’s building. Walking over to the bank of elevators, pressing the up. “Dada.” Nevaeh spoke, she was nearing a year old so she was catching up.

“Nothing babe, I’m fine.”

“Don’t get me started on that man. You survived though.”

“Hangovers are the worst.”

Yes she is.

“My patience is being tested.”

Like a baby.

“Nah, you don’t have to.”

If that’s what helps him sleep at night, then sure.

“It’s more for the people who visit, like hotels but for a longer stay.”

It was more than enough, if he expects to do that again. He will regret it.

“Whenever you want, there’s also condos near there. Thanks to Bruce.”

Is he /serious/?! He tortured her for days, then to add on to that he beat her. Discipline was given, way more than enough if you ask her.

“Anything but try to use the animals as killers, the raptors are for that sole purpose.”

“You should, here I’ll text you the address.” And she did that, along with what’s the safest ways to get there.

“Then working at my sanctuary is perfect, have you been yet?”

Spare her the lecture, he knows what she said is the plain and simple truth. But since he wants to act like this way so will she.

“If you ever need anything else to do, we can team up. Maybe even go overseas.”