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Post by grayson on Dec 30, 2012 13:28:58 GMT -5
Gotham was her home and no matter how many criminals or terrorists that came here it was the only place she felt she belonged to. She sighed softly and pulled her light brown hair back into a ponytail and adjusted her glasses a bit as she walked down to the coffee shop she worked at.
She knew that she could have lived a life with riches if she stayed with her father but she couldn't bare the abuse she suffered there and here she had Mrs Moore who raised her to be proud of she was and what she could do."hmm .. Maybe she would like some cupcakes after i get back from work " she mumbled to herself and looked around a bit. She had read in the news about commissionaire Gordons heart attack and she had prayed that he would be alright.
She never really thought much about her past and she didn't want too either , she had it good here in Gotham , she wasn't rich and she didn't live in some fancy manor but she had some that cared about her and that she cared for.
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