timothyluthor said: [text] splendid? is this really you, cause that was uncharacteristically nice of you. thanks dami.
[TEXT:] Would you prefer me to be rude?
[text] Not particularly. Although I’m okay if you want to manhandle me a little. lol. Happy New Years, Wayne.
text: That was so hilarious that I forgot to laugh. I suppose I wish the same for you, Luthor.
[text] I know. I’m totally hilarious. So how about we make a truce and you and I go paint the down red in a little celebration of our own? It could be fun.
text: Perhaps I could tolerate you for a few hours. What did you want to do?
[text] Be still my heart. Drinks uptown?
timothyluthor said: [text] splendid? is this really you, cause that was uncharacteristically nice of you. thanks dami.
[TEXT:] Would you prefer me to be rude?
[text] Not particularly. Although I’m okay if you want to manhandle me a little. lol. Happy New Years, Wayne.
text: That was so hilarious that I forgot to laugh. I suppose I wish the same for you, Luthor.
[text] I know. I’m totally hilarious. So how about we make a truce and you and I go paint the down red in a little celebration of our own? It could be fun.
- Send an ✉ for a drunk text
- Send an ✘ for an unsent text
- Send an ☠ for a threatening message
- Send an ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message
timothyluthor said: [text] splendid? is this really you, cause that was uncharacteristically nice of you. thanks dami.
[TEXT:] Would you prefer me to be rude?
[text] Not particularly. Although I’m okay if you want to manhandle me a little. lol. Happy New Years, Wayne.
“Don’t be like that.” He chuckled. “I might have missed you, during the holidays.”
“I wasn’t even here anyway. I’ve been gone nearly two months.”
“I just got back Christmas Eve. Speaking of which, I have something I’ve been holding onto for you…” He had been a little worried about Damian, however, he didn’t comment on it, instead trying to keep the conversation light.
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“And what might that be?” He asks, brow raised suspiciously. His brain screamed to take precaution as Damian always did with the youngest Luthor. The boy was still not trustworthy in his eyes.
“It’s nothing big, I swear.” The teen stated, pulling out a small box. The gift being the entire point of him dropping by. Tim gingerly handed it to the other and looked to the side. “I just know you like sharp things so..” Tim blushed slightly.
“Don’t be like that.” He chuckled. “I might have missed you, during the holidays.”
“I wasn’t even here anyway. I’ve been gone nearly two months.”
“I just got back Christmas Eve. Speaking of which, I have something I’ve been holding onto for you…” He had been a little worried about Damian, however, he didn’t comment on it, instead trying to keep the conversation light.
Happy New Year, Mr. Wayne. Heh.“Luthor…”
“You didn’t forget me.”“Unfortunately not.”
“Don’t be like that.” He chuckled. “I might have missed you, during the holidays.”

Happy New Year, Mr. Wayne. Heh.“Luthor…”

“You didn’t forget me.”





