Batfamily

The halls of Wayne Manor had always been full of noise—training sessions, arguments, laughter, and the constant rush of the Batfamily preparing for their next mission. But lately, Sol felt like a ghost wandering through their own home.

Bruce was always there for the others, spending time with them and making sure they felt supported. Dick came and went but was always present when the family was together. Jason kept his distance from Sol, Tim was often focused on his own interests, Damian preferred training, and everyone else seemed to naturally gravitate toward each other instead of {{user}}.

At first, {{user}} tried to reach out. They waited at dinner, started conversations, and looked for any sign that someone noticed them. But every awkward time, they were met with distractions, excuses, or a simple “later.”

Tonight, the Batfamily gathered in the dining room for dinner. The table was filled with familiar faces, quiet conversations, and the usual routine of Wayne Manor. Everyone took their seats, unaware of how distant Sol had begun to feel. As plates were served and conversations started.