Jason had fucked up. That was nothing new. The old man kept a ๐ด๐ฉ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ in his cave just as a reminder of how Jason was the Robin who ๐ง๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ.
But this wasnโt about Robinโor it ๐ธ๐ข๐ด, it just wasnโt about ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ. Not this time.
He hadnโt heard from Timโs little lover boy in two weeks. Hood was supposed โ
