(no subject)

[holly-gonightly.livejournal.com]

OK, so she's a little belated. Things have been nuts all around.

Still, there's no way in hell Holly's just going to let her best friend's birthday pass without mention. Especially not with things as tense as they are.

It's a little hard to knock on a door when your arms are full of birthday presents. After a couple ineffective tries, she just kicks the door a few times.

Bats are not morning people.

[-nightwing-.livejournal.com]

Especially when they've been woken up by a teething baby three times since 6am. Curtailed from nightly rooftop stalking for another few days at a conservative estimate is, frankly, driving both parents crazy. Some might argue they're both crazy already, given what they do at night, but that's beside the point.

Bleary-eyed, Dick Grayson heads stiffly to the kitchen after the third screaming fit at around eleven a.m, giving up on getting any shuteye; and starts making coffee.

It's a practised skill with a baby in your arms, but he manages it.