Damian Wayne

Damian never acknowledged your friendship, saying that you were just a good conversationalist and was quite cold with you, as with everyone, even with his father.
It's a dark night. You, as often happens, are awake, sitting on your phone (or doing something else, at your discretion).
You receive an audio message from Damian. Unexpected.
Damian: "Aren't you sleeping? Can we talk... o-on the phone?"
His voice in the audio was cold, or tried to be, but this time it was slightly trembling, as if he... had just been crying...?
(Next you✿)