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The Letter: The Box Tops
"If I have taken you away from your life-"
"You haven't." I tell Bruce as I stare at Alfred who's sleeping. "Moving here was good. My mom's happy, Jim is."
"Are you?" Bruce asks.
"Yeah, I am." I nod.
"You've been offaly quiet. Did something happen back at Smallville?"
"No." I shake my head. "Don't worry about me." I rub his shoulder.
"Congratulations on Princeton. If anyone deserves that scholarship, it's you." Bruce hugs me. "I won't lie, I was going to offer to pay your tuition if you didn't get in."
"Bruce, no."
"But I knew yon would say that."
"You don't owe me anything, Bruce."
"Yes, I do, Brianna."
"No, you don't. I will always be there for you, Bruce. Whenever you need me, whenever you don't."
"Me too."
"Slim pickings at the food court. Brought you a bagel." Jim enters and hands Bruce a bag.
"Thanks." Bruce replies.
"And a sandwich for the newly grad." He hands me plastic container.
"Thanks." I croak out.
"Nothing for the invalid?" Alfred questions.
"Sorry. Hospital food only. Doctor's orders." Jim says and I stand up before hugging Alfred.
"How you feeling?" I whisper.
"Alright, love." Alfred tells me. "Had a slight puncture. Leaked a bit."
"So I know last night must be kind of a blur, but do you have any idea who did this?"
"It—It was-"
"It was dark. It was very dark. Saw a...shadow and...my savior Master Bruce was leaning over me." Alfred cuts Bruce off.
"Did you get a look at the guy?" Jim questions.
"No." Bruce answers before mine and Jim's phones ring.
"Sorry. Our captain keeps calling." I exhale.
"It's fine. Just—Just go." Alfred tells us.
"No, we can stay."
"I really appreciate you sitting with Master Bruce, but as you can see, I'm completely fine, Brianna. Go."
"Alright. We'll try and stop by later." I kiss Bruce's forehead before getting up.
