Previously:
I heard a sigh. "Damn... what am I even doing here? I'm supposed to be sleeping..."
I turned my head towards the door and flinched.
"Goddamn! You scared the shit out of me!" I yelled at Robin whose hair is messed up as always, but his clothes really is tattered enough and his face looked like it's gotten aged for almost a century.
"The fuck happened to you?!" I gave him a disgusted look.
He sighed once again. "I spent my whole week formulating for another chemical to use as a gun powder." He mumbled in the midst of his yawning.
He went past me and I almost lost my shit and soul when I smelled his scent.
"Fuck!" I said as I covered my nose. "Why the hell do you smell like a rotten rat?! Did you even bother washing up?!" I yelled at him.
"Nah. That's too much bother. I'm too lazy for that shit and it's a waste of time..." He said as he went towards my newly built and customized bed.
