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[private | unhackable.]
Seems like Cissie's doing better. She even requisitioned herself a target, which is cool. I got to say -- times like this, it doesn't matter whose Cissie she is, I'm proud of her regardless. Tim too.
Wish they weren't making this so hard though.
I mean, I've got the t-shirts still. And they know I've got the t-shirts now, I freaking wore one over there and totally ... ugh. Not one of my brightest moves. Though -- it kind struck me looking at them. I told Cissie she didn't need to worry, I was there -- their Kon isn't. And -- maybe it's my ego talking but I think maybe I should look into this so it doesn't happen in my world. Because if nothing else? That proves that Tim and Cissie need someone to look after them.
But that means ... I don't know what it means. I don't -- I don't want my life to be a lie. I'm -- okay, I'm afraid. I don't want to lose Dad. But the way Tim and the other Kon talked about him ... god, I feel sick.
If only I could bin these stupid shirts. But if Tim or Cissie found them ... or better yet, Wayne or someone -- shit.
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[screened to Tim | unhackable]
Tim! You know Wayne is here, right? he said he'd talked to you already -- didn't know who you were but damn. How are you going to stop him working out you're Robin?
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